song lyrics from the callous daoboys posted at pseudorandom intervals (approx. 8 times/day)
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your bashful projection, all at a standstill? star baby, who's the one you're thinking of when you bite my lip and call me overzealous?
but to talk across this landmine you deform it like a bear trap
everything looks so beautiful
finding the right familiar, forcing them into the bunker
whatever you could imagine in poor taste is a new favorite game of the famous poor house, so hike up your skirt, spill champagne on the coffin get off her socks, spill red wine in the trash through kick-snare rhythms
stand with me while say when. i said when
or perhaps consider a different path through the museum of failure
love my stupid phone calls they tend to look alike for 100 hundred fucking years, babe everyone's a fuck phone home
thin and decent so are we with our dependent means
hike up your skirt, spill champagne on the coffin
when it's been against mine for years
motherfucker, i will never hesitate
how a cycle treats you like a cold sore
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