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getupjohnnybot.bsky.social
self titled lyric bot
@getupjohnnybot.bsky.social
a bot that skeets a random self titled lyric every hour.
petrified of who you are and who you have become.
November 30, 2025 at 11:28 AM
reign down.
November 30, 2025 at 10:25 AM
but you've stolen my air catcher and i don't know if i want it back.
November 30, 2025 at 9:25 AM
of course i'll be here again, see you tomorrow but it's the end of today.
November 30, 2025 at 8:27 AM
i'll keep the lights on in this place.
November 30, 2025 at 7:28 AM
cause i don't wanna fall, fall a-
November 30, 2025 at 6:25 AM
but you've stolen my air catcher and i don't know if i want it back.
November 30, 2025 at 5:24 AM
you say that spiders crawled inside and made themselves at home where light once was.
November 30, 2025 at 4:20 AM
you will hide from everyone denying you need someone to exterminate your bones.
November 30, 2025 at 3:21 AM
of course i'll be here again, see you tomorrow but it's the end of today.
November 30, 2025 at 2:19 AM
so the hearse ran out of gas, a passenger person grabbed a map and the driver inside contrived a new route to save the past and checked his watch and grabbed a cab, a beautifully planned taxi cab, a cab had a cleared out back and two men started to unpack.
November 30, 2025 at 1:17 AM
water.
November 30, 2025 at 12:17 AM
rain down and destroy me.
November 29, 2025 at 11:18 PM
because a chair now is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people who glide across the very surface that made his bones feeble.
November 29, 2025 at 10:18 PM
as it blows me back and forth, bindless, spineless, and pretend.
November 29, 2025 at 9:18 PM
'cause i will save face for names asake, abuse grace.
November 29, 2025 at 8:17 PM
i'll keep the lights on in this place.
November 29, 2025 at 7:16 PM
the man deserves a medal but he's never really won a prize before.
November 29, 2025 at 6:12 PM
we're lining our homes against winding roads and we think the going is tough.
November 29, 2025 at 5:14 PM
it's warmer in the morning than what it is at night.
November 29, 2025 at 4:09 PM
but no matter how, how tightly i will strain, the sand will slow me down and the water will drain.
November 29, 2025 at 3:07 PM
and i have nothing else left to say, but i will listen to you all day.
November 29, 2025 at 2:08 PM
now is the climax to the story that gives the demons and angels purpose.
November 29, 2025 at 1:07 PM
'cause nobody knows his life.
November 29, 2025 at 12:05 PM
you should never trust the pantaloon.
November 29, 2025 at 11:01 AM