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Calamari's Long Slow Death - Nothing Is Sacred Lyrics



Calamari's Long Slow Death - Nothing Is Sacred Lyrics




(Give me a lobotomy)
(I am insane, I need more than support)
(I am a scorpion)
(One thought, One mind. This too is meaningless)
(I don't want to be mean)
(I don't want to be cruel)
(I need a doctor to cut my brain apart)
(I don't want to be cruel)

Red pulpit, light a match
Take the paper, bend into position, you're different
You have a bat-shaped mark on your eye
God put it there on the day your daughter died
You fear a future in which you don't have a soul
It's getting harder and harder to forget me, I'm cold

No more poltergeist, we just killed Jesus Christ
The second coming didn't go very well
You have a book filled with ink. You can talk to lamb of the king
You are special like everyone else
I want you to turn a new page

You have a voice stuck in your throat
But it doesn't sing what you desire
Are you nervous? Does your gut feel strange?
Do the drums not bleat in your heart? Are they not beautiful?

There was a man made of ember and smoke
He decided to believe in me
He took hold of my tongue and dragged me around
I was bleeding; he taught me to sing
Now he is dead and I sing in his stead
Like an arrow keeping on through
Time and space is not real
But I can still touch so many

Stars
Please

Nietzsche said"god is dead"
But he was wrong on Superman
So f*ck Nietzsche

No more of that, we just made god go splat
He was f*cking such a great sex doll

Have fun in hell, tell my dad he was swell
Donald Glover was a great movie
Timmy Turner is getting turned to glue
Ronald Regan is turning 22
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(Give me a lobotomy)
(I am insane, I need more than support)
(I am a scorpion)
(One thought, One mind. This too is meaningless)
(I don't want to be mean)
(I don't want to be cruel)
(I need a doctor to cut my brain apart)
(I don't want to be cruel)

Red pulpit, light a match
Take the paper, bend into position, you're different
You have a bat-shaped mark on your eye
God put it there on the day your daughter died
You fear a future in which you don't have a soul
It's getting harder and harder to forget me, I'm cold

No more poltergeist, we just killed Jesus Christ
The second coming didn't go very well
You have a book filled with ink. You can talk to lamb of the king
You are special like everyone else
I want you to turn a new page

You have a voice stuck in your throat
But it doesn't sing what you desire
Are you nervous? Does your gut feel strange?
Do the drums not bleat in your heart? Are they not beautiful?

There was a man made of ember and smoke
He decided to believe in me
He took hold of my tongue and dragged me around
I was bleeding; he taught me to sing
Now he is dead and I sing in his stead
Like an arrow keeping on through
Time and space is not real
But I can still touch so many

Stars
Please

Nietzsche said"god is dead"
But he was wrong on Superman
So f*ck Nietzsche

No more of that, we just made god go splat
He was f*cking such a great sex doll

Have fun in hell, tell my dad he was swell
Donald Glover was a great movie
Timmy Turner is getting turned to glue
Ronald Regan is turning 22
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Writer: Charles Parkerson
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Language: English
Length: 8:04
Written by: Charles Parkerson
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