Boethius, Observed

Don't get me started
Here's how it started, oh
Well, I was just a boy
And you were just a girl
And we went back and forth like it was 1Q84
I always think in terms of total disappointment
You'll say 'Thank you for your time' with your last blink of rigor mortis
When the bag of ash fell in my lap, I wished that you would snort it
That was a year ago and you were miserable
Flash months ago until I was miserable too
I love the fifth and seventh boss from Shadow of the Colossus
Let's act them out
Stab me in the back
As I roll around the faucet

Every day it's all for something
If it wasn't it's all for nothing
I'm out the gas for a mind that's weary
A satin sash for your eyes that's teary
I feel rejection for miles and miles away
In a shitty part of the south
Slide to hell on a rainbow to figure it out

Well, you can dream on all the stars, now, baby
Just squint until your eyes' delight
Implies that you should live your life
Like every day was Halloween night
So hard to change the course of what's been said
I'll kick the monsters and the saints
Out through the portal at the foot of your bed
Getting round town
Getting held down
I don't really get involved when the alarm sounds
Alternative's to sit and watch the plants grow
Getting laid, getting silly well that sounds nice
Like a moth heading into a bright light
Like a ornery dog rippin into a bible
That's not a towel man nor is it a knife
And I'm digging my own grave in the kitschiest part of the south
Ears ringing in a whistle tip town
But I need to do something, gotta leave with a pound
They ain't got no insurance at the titty bar
Just the meanest hillbilly that you ever could buy
And his hands and bones are miserable
Yeah, and you're still probably miserable



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