Frostbitten Lands of Perennial Snowfall

from No Title by Josephnsparrowb

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Who wins? Who dies?
Why am I so cold?
Why am I so spry?
Who am I?
How am I gonna do it?
What can I do for the world?
How am I gonna do it?
How can I save the earth?
How am I gonna do it?
How can I group these fucks?
How am I gonna do it?
What can I do for them?
How am I gonna do it?
Can it even be done?
Am I the one?
Maybe I'll scream
Maybe I'll dream
Maybe I'll kill a king
Maybe I'll rep Beijing
Sing to the sky
Look up at the sky
I see what I like
No insight
I'm the youngest old man
The casket waits with dead hands
I request no fans

Scatter the dangers
Make them all suffer and bring forth the changers
The wagers remain null and void
In the flesh remains the roid
My life retains a sigmoid
Life and death is my cystoid
Money is my holy soy, my decoy is the dead ploy
I'm fractured and battered and haggard and scattered so unholy thought I employ
I chatter and faster I swagger, the latter is tipped and laughter did die boy
Chilled winds shiver through my throat and on down to my lungs and heart
Frozen in the forest, mighty and dead, I give myself to the dark
Orwellian scallion is my medallion
I'm a seer of good health, I'm your companion
The Italian battalion will make you cozy
Flozy and coldly and boney is Joey
Came to sleep when he was lonely
made him feel like a Roady
You were no brody
Tore through me like a Coyote
Fuck knowledge of Bozy
You'll never be cozy
I stayed so dearly in my hearth
Left to rot, so lowly
You're dead, rot coldly
I need something holy

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from No Title, released January 20, 2024

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