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lirik lagu will wood - blackboxwarrant (blackboxwarrior early version)

(i feel like i should mention that this version is from 2017. the video i used will be linked on this page)

well, he collapsed with stevens~johnson syndrome on the e.r. floor
anaphylaxis with a pack of bottle rockets
oh, the way he spun his b~tterfly risked all six his phalanges
with a bag of tangerines in his back pockets
and the method with which he recycled his vitamins
had started to leave scars in the corners of his eyes
and through the white~out revelation chain hе saw no stars
even underneath thе wide ohio skies

shields himself from reason in a teflon alabaster jacket
quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers
screams his thoughts to hear them
with selfish and sarcastic racket rabble rousing babble round the table people to the power

for what? for what? for what it’s worth
if it was gonna k!ll you, boy, it would have by now
for what? for what? for what it’s worth
there’s no more looking back, it’s looking up or looking down

(absolutely going off on the keyboard)

he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose
around his lotus jugular when they came
well they found him with a map to every victim of his love
and a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
and they waited for his vital signs to lie and let his flatline cry
a hymn out in hungarian harmonic
well, he c~cked his noggin, through his stoma sang, “for auld lang syne
happy birthday to the succulents, i’ll die your hydroponics”
his rib cage was a h~rnet’s nest, palpitations set the beat
his vagus nerve a turk’s head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
he wondered if the good lord jesus charged a cancellation fee
auf wiedersehn, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends

(going off more)

i settled into a new mind
in a philippine tub ring paradise, a queen~size suite, and a window micro telecon, a lodge red roof, and whatever else outside richmond, virginia
i curled up with an old showtime softcore p~rno and flipped through my phone for a few hours
bought myself a bag of swedish fish and a fistful of chocolate covered cherries and a pack of marlboro next for three dollars and ninety cents at the bodega by the waffle house
i spun my eyes over the beautiful floral arrangements tessellating and blooming in the stucco on the wall through my webbed optical nerves
anything, i figured to keep my mind off of those goosebumps that were rising and throbbing and manipulating themselves into an undershape high interpose that i could fear the most and threatening anaphylaxis and asphyxiation with every sharp inhale that i took
and i weighed out the pros and cons as i sat deep, deep, deep down in that flytrap ashtray, weighing out the pros and cons, and weighing out the pros and cons, and weighing out the pros and cons of every last rotten pulse!
it was either wilmington, north carolina or the nearest hospital!

for what? for what? for what it’s worth
if it was gonna k!ll you, boy, it would have by now
for what? for what? for what it’s worth
there’s no more looking back
no, no there’s no more looking back
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
for what? for what? for what it’s worth
if it was gonna k!ll you, boy, it would have by now
for what? for what? for what it’s worth
there’s no more looking back, it’s looking up or looking down!

- lirik lagu will wood

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