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getupjohnnybot.bsky.social
self titled lyric bot
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a bot that skeets a random self titled lyric every hour.
your soul knows good and evil, your soul knows both sides, and it's time that you pick your battle, and i promise you this is mine.
December 29, 2025 at 6:14 PM
oh, ms. believer, my pretty sleeper.
December 29, 2025 at 5:10 PM
i haven't found a drop of water.
December 29, 2025 at 4:04 PM
you're my pride and joy, you're my pride and joy.
December 29, 2025 at 3:02 PM
and i'm lying here just crying, so watch me with your water.
December 29, 2025 at 2:03 PM
as we fall in line.
December 29, 2025 at 1:01 PM
strike me down, i am calling your lightning down from your dark hiding place.
December 29, 2025 at 12:02 PM
the air begins to feel a little thin as we're waiting for the morning to begin.
December 29, 2025 at 11:01 AM
i try desperately to run through the sand as i hold the water in the palm of my hand.
December 29, 2025 at 9:57 AM
oh, we blame it on the times.
December 29, 2025 at 8:52 AM
you will hide from everyone denying you need someone to exterminate your bones.
December 29, 2025 at 7:52 AM
my nose and feet are running as we start to travel through snow, together we go.
December 29, 2025 at 6:49 AM
and if i'm not there and i'm far away i said "don't be afraid, we're going home."
December 29, 2025 at 5:48 AM
'cause it's all that i have and it's all that i need and the waves of the water mean nothing to me.
December 29, 2025 at 4:49 AM
he goes to lock the door.
December 29, 2025 at 3:45 AM
but now my cords not working and i see you staring me down.
December 29, 2025 at 2:43 AM
he's been around so long he's changed his meaning of a chair now.
December 29, 2025 at 1:43 AM
i haven't found a drop.
December 29, 2025 at 12:40 AM
i wanna fall inside your ghost and fill up every hole inside my mind.
December 28, 2025 at 11:39 PM
your twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops.
December 28, 2025 at 10:37 PM
but if we wake up in the morning, and decide what we believe, we can take apart our very heart and the light will set us free.
December 28, 2025 at 9:34 PM
i haven't found a drop.
December 28, 2025 at 8:30 PM
i know i haven't been the best of sons.
December 28, 2025 at 7:30 PM
so i cracked open my box, someone have picked the lock, a little light revealed the spot where my fingernails had fought, then i pushed it open more, pushing up against the door, then i sat up off the floor and found the breath i was searching for.
December 28, 2025 at 6:30 PM
no one really knows his mind and no one knows behind his eyes.
December 28, 2025 at 5:30 PM