song lyrics from the callous daoboys posted at pseudorandom intervals (approx. 8 times/day)
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every little thing would roll back to its start with so much work
(make up the goddam dinner table)
blood splatter would reveal me
(sing the brittle hymn)
with see you again as the tag line
heaven is a broken place if you're not in it
heaven is a broken place if you're not in it
don't want any "all the small things"
i want my callous daoboys
passing the light to its rightful receiver
wildflower fields forever
wildflower fields forever
wildflower fields forever
wildflower fields forever
copyright infringement at it's finest
there's no such thing as silver lining
there's no more "punk rock" in my blood
"look at how gullible i can be"
"with my fins and my gills in sync"
i think you'll like it
the bubblegum pop assures i'll be shot
she feels so real in the scheme of it all
she's the rich man's bermuda triangle
shallow when i spit so i swallow my congestion
and i'm just fine with that
a student of your own safety, ever changing
our ends meet somewhere
if you forgive with penalty box
chicken wire wraps around the apparatus
this was supposed to be ours
i hold it in my fist and savor the last of it, yeah
but when the blade that you shave with rusts over
you don't feel the need to reciprocate
you never think that you're dead, until you fall into a routine
