R.E.M. lyrics bot
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Bot with eyeliner. Random R.E.M. lyrics every couple hours or so.
I know all about the warehouse fire
December 10, 2025 at 12:41 AM
I know all about the warehouse fire
And with the fury lock of Sharon Stone Casino
December 9, 2025 at 10:41 PM
And with the fury lock of Sharon Stone Casino
give me a voice so strong
December 9, 2025 at 8:41 PM
give me a voice so strong
It seems so shallow and low
December 9, 2025 at 6:41 PM
It seems so shallow and low
but the people who are followers
December 9, 2025 at 4:41 PM
but the people who are followers
you know that something's wrong
December 9, 2025 at 2:41 PM
you know that something's wrong
Shaking through, opportune. Shaking through, opportune.
December 9, 2025 at 12:41 PM
Shaking through, opportune. Shaking through, opportune.
Hyena (God knows you're doin' that, don't you?)
December 9, 2025 at 10:41 AM
Hyena (God knows you're doin' that, don't you?)
I'm very scared for this world
December 9, 2025 at 8:41 AM
I'm very scared for this world
I read bad poetry into your machine
December 9, 2025 at 6:42 AM
I read bad poetry into your machine
it washes over me.
December 9, 2025 at 4:41 AM
it washes over me.
its furious balancing
December 9, 2025 at 2:41 AM
its furious balancing
there is a calm I haven't come to yet
December 9, 2025 at 12:40 AM
there is a calm I haven't come to yet
you say that you hate it. you want to re-create it
December 8, 2025 at 10:39 PM
you say that you hate it. you want to re-create it
Trying to move inside
December 8, 2025 at 8:38 PM
Trying to move inside
Lift me, lift me
December 8, 2025 at 6:38 PM
Lift me, lift me
You're number thirty-seven have a look
December 8, 2025 at 4:38 PM
You're number thirty-seven have a look
Lay me down, down, down, down, down
December 8, 2025 at 2:37 PM
Lay me down, down, down, down, down
The walls are built up, stone by stone
December 8, 2025 at 12:37 PM
The walls are built up, stone by stone
You're mixing up lose with win-win
December 8, 2025 at 10:37 AM
You're mixing up lose with win-win
the sun reflected in the back of my eye
December 8, 2025 at 8:36 AM
the sun reflected in the back of my eye
Firehouse. Firehouse.
December 8, 2025 at 6:35 AM
Firehouse. Firehouse.
A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly
December 8, 2025 at 6:35 AM
A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly
I hung my this or that.
December 8, 2025 at 4:32 AM
I hung my this or that.
They cut me off to take a break.
December 8, 2025 at 2:31 AM
They cut me off to take a break.