Lyrics Ideas Only Spread Because People Like Them, the “Free Market of Ideas” is not a Meritocracy, it’s a Set of Unhealthy Coping Skills and a Corporate Oligarchy, Wake Up, Man! Don’t Let the Lies Dim Your Light! anyway this one’s black box warrior (2024 edit).lrc Will Wood
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[00:20.33]Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson Syndrome on the E.R. floor
[00:23.01]Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
[00:26.48]The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges
[00:29.13]Roman candles at both ends in his synapses
[00:32.24]And the method with which he recycled his humors
[00:34.64]Trojan Horse’d his Blood-Brain Barrier and raised the LD-50, yes, yes
[00:38.59]And through flight-or-fight revelation shame the Black Box Warrior
[00:41.25]He skipped this town and headed straight down history
[00:44.59]Shields himself from reason in a Kevlar baby-blue Tuxedo
[00:47.25]Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers
[00:50.70]His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito
[00:53.28]Pops placebos for libido, screaming, “Bless the torpedoes”
[00:56.39]For what? For what? For what it’s worth
[00:59.18]If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
[01:02.10]For what? For what? For what it’s worth
[01:05.13]There’s no more looking back, it’s looking up or looking down
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[01:19.68]Well, he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose
[01:23.26]Around his Lotus jugular when they came
[01:25.96]Well, they found him with a map to every victim of his love
[01:28.61]And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
[01:31.94]And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry
[01:34.92]A hymn out in Hungarian Harmonic
[01:38.28]But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang, “For auld lang syne”
[01:40.92]”Happy birthday to the succulents, I’ll die your hydroponics”
[01:44.45]His rib cage was a hornet’s nest, palpitations set the beat
[01:47.39]His vagus nerve a turk’s head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
[01:50.34]He wondered if Christ Consciousness would charge a cancellation fee
[01:53.09]Auf wiedersehn, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends
[01:56.05]For what? For what? For what it’s worth
[01:58.97]If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
[02:02.01]For what? For what? For what it’s worth
[02:04.69]There’s no more looking back, it’s looking up or looking down
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[02:46.17]Hello, welcome, why don’t you take a seat?
[02:47.99]Get comfortable, relax, take a second if you need to
[02:50.91]Now what’s bothering you? Well, why don’t we start at the beginning
[02:54.80]Growing up, how was your relationship with the fundamentals of conscious existence?
[02:58.22]Did you have xenon orchid sinews spilling down the outer center of your
[03:00.69]Blooming Escher, Mandelbrot head?
[03:02.26]And how about claustrophilic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven-knuckle thumbs
[03:05.52]Did you get along well with the Gideon Bugler pineal glands?
[03:07.34]Your projector eyes casting sci-fi’s on your STR’d strands?
[03:10.46]Tell me about your nerve to steal nerves of steel from under Bacchus’ bloody nose
[03:13.11]Did Namibian Himbas tie-dye you, your ears pierced with a Phineas Gage flagpole
[03:16.31]Did you die before your day?
[03:18.04]Thursday traction, Tuesday titration
[03:19.80]My hope is to assess through my objective report of
[03:22.25]Your subjective conjecture
[03:23.72]Whether this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this
[03:25.98]Transorbital ice pick
[03:27.11]Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea?
[03:29.04]It’s about the best we could come up with, what, you think ideas spread because they’re good?
[03:32.02]No, they spread because people like them
[03:33.93]So here we are once again, holding
[03:35.92]As it were, a mirror up to your mirror
[03:39.74]I guess it’s just something people do
[03:41.58]A bloody knife to split your infrastructure, wine to rev your motor function
[03:44.80]Coital machinations of the dead
[03:47.88]Well, you mainline your animus, karate chop your abacus
[03:50.89]And learn to be an animal instead
[03:53.55]But I never did think you better than this, your modus operandi causes
[03:56.84]Nazi, Skoptzyism and suicide
[03:59.79]Why to thine own self be true when it is you who are the problem
[04:02.45]Not the things you do but something sick inside
[04:05.71]Lithium and Dialectics, boy you really is defective
[04:08.69]CBT don’t seem effective for that Cluster B, accept it
[04:11.85]Offer up your innocence, please ignore the side effects
[04:14.73]You’ve lost your mind and almost lost your life before
[04:17.02]So you’ll be fine
[04:17.75]For what? For what? For what it’s worth
[04:20.39]If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
[04:23.64]For what? For what? For what it’s worth
[04:26.09]There’s no more looking back, and why would you want to look back?
[04:29.04]I mean, it’s no good looking back, so try to look forward now
[04:32.24]For what? For what? For what it’s worth
[04:35.60]If they were going to get you boy, they would have by now
[04:38.49]For what? For what? For what it’s worth
[04:41.15]There’s no more looking back, it’s looking up or looking down
[04:44.24]Year of Release: 2024