song lyrics from the callous daoboys posted at pseudorandom intervals (approx. 8 times/day)
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@ijomeli@void.rehab
and the fast fix is imminent
can i borrow your heart, and toss it wall to wall?
semi-fixed counter-activity; sermonically automatic
when we see what's left to sell
big bucks for the sharper bayonets
i'll swim upstream again
show you all the hooks in my mouth
"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
and to bloom is to fall on the sword
"how can i milk this?"
glittering into the trees
their true identities are, unfortunately, lost to time
these pieces were created 300 years ago, during the years of 2023 and 2024
it was once thought that the collection consisted of just ten pieces
however, earlier this year a reel of film tape marked "iii. country song in reverse," on one side and
"daoboys sea world footage" on the other
was discovered in the occupied zone of mena, arkansas
we here at the museum of failure were lucky enough to have the artifact marked as historically important
and the reel was shipped across border checkpoints
having now seen the collection in its potential final form
we now know that these pieces weren't just created by man
but by heartbreak, anguish, frustration, infidelity, lust, addiction, divorce and suffering
one may imagine the head of a constantly changing beast
ripping open the author of these words with more and more blood
the head of a fox wearing the young writer's body to prop them up
whilst the second head of the pig snuffs out every word of regret
this is true failure, embodied and immortalized
this is embarrassment painted over the first and last name of the grave
(is the recording on?)
learn your parts
stop asking questions
for kinds of love that wouldn't falter
inefficient little fake rockstar
tryna make sure i'm up to par
"eternal hospice, infernal cauldron"
so listen just as long as you're here
thin and decent so are we with our dependent means
and i can't carry your arms, until november's gone
what you are about to witness
is meant to challenge, provoke and above all
now if i was in the ocean with an open wound
i wouldn't pray against jonah's fate of being consumed
it's called "living life"
the end sure is nigh
i can't recall your heartbeat ever speeding up
for you the taste is so much better than the pump
just pull the trigger, you coward
(mirror fight or flight)
you wanna snuff the shackles out?
you wanna have them be framed? and taken pity on
i can't wait to show you the 1% better i got
the fire mouths could swallow us whole
i will love me so you don't have to
fake, fake it
fake it, fake it now
