song lyrics from the callous daoboys posted at pseudorandom intervals (approx. 8 times/day)
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@ijomeli@void.rehab
what a wonderful sense of timing you must have
(not for the walls but for the blood)
if i can't be taken seriously, then i'm shuffling home
"pretending to do man things, pussy"
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if your suffering sticks to the ceiling, you won't be satisfied
unless you know it's r.o.i
oh, don't you hate it, little lamb little lamb?
oh, don't you hate it, being tested, little lamb?
ripped from your home, ripped from your womb
ripped from your favorite song is your murder weapon
say you are (say you are)
the magnetic field gets its own buffet
make sure that your high horse is tightened up, fastened in
instead my lungs just fill with beige and classic coke
bite half your tongue, dig your own grave
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i just thought you'd agree
coward, you think you own everything
and a small flood of confusion
qwerty drooled "milk and honey" in its sleep
so we'll see
bores pass the sniffing test with full confidence
