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glasseyessilverbullets · 1 month

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Finding it Extremely ironic how both of Will toledo's fursonas are rabbits, and that the rabbit is an animal that is often referenced as a symbol of fertility, when Will toledo is referred as the biggest Virgin ever and his whole music is referenced as "Virgin music"

Then again the symbol of a rabbit also just generally represents the topic of sexual desire, which very heavily fits alongside with Will toledo

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glasseyessilverbullets · 1 month

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Mfw

Apologies to future mes and yous

But I can't help feeling like we're through

The ripping of the tape hurts my ears

In my years, I have never seen anyone quit quite like you do

Twin bruises on my shins

From where I kicked the back of the seat in

They meant what I went through for you

But now they're fading, now they're gone

These teenage hands

Will never touch yours again

But I remember you, you had a body

You had hands and arms and legs and et cetera

Did I fail? Did I fall?

(In the morning when I wake up, are you mine?)

Did I waste my time, waste my time on a broken heart?

(Take the trash out like a bad dream, are you gone?)

Or is this the start of the great silence?

(From the old house, the fiercest heart spoke, are you mine?)

Is this the start of every day?

(Christmas tree's dead, you know how time flies, are you gone?)

I'm not gonna end up a nervous wreck

Like the people I know who are nervous wrecks

Though I'm not gonna name names

(Yours was an exception)

Did the sound just stop?

At the end of every day

There'll be nothing left to say

There'll be no backstage pass

We gotta go back

Don't get too impressed

You might lose your breath

Don't predict your death

'Cause I like you the best

Don't you fall apart

You might lose my heart

You know I love your art

The ocean washed over your grave

The ocean washed open your grave

The ocean washed over your grave

The ocean washed open your grave

The ocean washed over your grave

The ocean washed open your grave

The ocean washed over your grave

The ocean washed open your grave

The ocean washed over your grave

The ocean washed open your grave

The ocean washed over your grave

The ocean washed open your grave

The ocean washed over your grave

The ocean washed open your grave...

So descend into cliché

If you've found your holy grail

I could fill back in that grave

I could hammer in that nail

I could give you what you want

I could give you what you deserve

I could sing another song

I could watch that hammer swerve

And when the mirror breaks

I wouldn't miss it for the world

Call it blackstar, call it painstar

The same thing happens when you touch it

Did they tell you what happens when you touch it?

Let me tell you what happens when you touch it...

Let me, let me, let

Let me

So descend into cliché

If the music has forsaken you

Roll the stone over the grave

I never liked that one anyways

Or stare into the face

Of whatever it is that's facing you

And if the levee breaks

You'll find out what it is that's replacing you

And when the mirror breaks

I wouldn't miss it for the world

Call it blackstar

Call it painstar

The same thing happens when you touch it

Did they tell you what happens when you touch it?

Did they tell you

Did they tell me

What happened to you?

(It'll take some time

But somewhere down the line

We won't be)

Love never fails

But where there are prophecies, they will cease

Where there are tongues, they will be stilled

Where there is knowledge, it will pass away

For we know in part and we prophesy in part

But when completeness comes, what is in part disappears.

When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child,

I reasoned like a child. When I abandoned my childhood

I put these ways behind me.

For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror;

Then we shall see face to face.

Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known

And now these two remain

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glasseyessilverbullets · 1 month

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she car on my seat till I headrest

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glasseyessilverbullets · 1 month

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thank you @nervous-young-dog for tagging me :3