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imabandibot.bsky.social
trench lyric bot
@imabandibot.bsky.social
a bot that skeets a random lyric from trench every hour
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welcome to trench.
for now, i will stay alive.
November 25, 2025 at 7:50 AM
and you know you’re a terrible sight, but you'll be just fine, just don't believe the hype.
November 25, 2025 at 6:45 AM
habits here too, you’re the worst, your structure compensates, but compensation feels a lot like rising up to dominate by track two.
November 25, 2025 at 5:43 AM
for you, i know they think it’s messed up to sell out for your girl.
November 25, 2025 at 4:41 AM
the burning is so low it's concerning.
November 25, 2025 at 3:42 AM
i could use the streams and extra conversations, i could give up, and boost up my reputation, i could go out with a bang and they would know my name, they would host and post a celebration.
November 25, 2025 at 2:39 AM
in city, i feel my spirit is contained like neon inside the glass, they form my brain.
November 25, 2025 at 1:37 AM
find your grandparents or someone of age. pay some respects for the path that they paved. to life, they were dedicated. now, that should be celebrated
November 25, 2025 at 12:36 AM
they know that it's almost over.
November 24, 2025 at 11:36 PM
neon gravestones try to call, neon gravestones try to call for my bones. call, call, call, call, call...
November 24, 2025 at 10:31 PM
eight days straight, eight hours each and not one line.
November 24, 2025 at 9:31 PM
you were one of those classic ones, yeah.
November 24, 2025 at 8:30 PM
stay with me, my blood.
November 24, 2025 at 7:30 PM
we'll find a way to pay for it, maybe from all the money we made razor blade stores.
November 24, 2025 at 6:25 PM
then the day that it happened, i recorded this last bit, i look forward to having a lunch with you again.
November 24, 2025 at 5:28 PM
they're smirking at fresh blood, they're circling above, but this is not enough, yeah this is not what you thought.
November 24, 2025 at 4:25 PM
my heart is with you hiding but my mind's not made.
November 24, 2025 at 3:26 PM
i'll stop my plans but you'll have to tie me down and then break both my hands if you need anyone.
November 24, 2025 at 2:28 PM
my middle name, my goodbye.
November 24, 2025 at 1:24 PM
can't stop thinking about if and when i die, for now i see that if and when are truly different cries, for if is purely panic and when is solemn sorrow and one invades today, while the other spies tomorrow.
November 24, 2025 at 12:21 PM
he told me i'm a copy, when i'd hear him mock me, that's almost stopped me.
November 24, 2025 at 11:21 AM
this culture is a poacher of overexposure, not today.
November 24, 2025 at 10:16 AM
i've trained him to make me these beats, now my pet cheetah's quicker in the studio than on his feet.
November 24, 2025 at 9:18 AM
now show up, show up, i know i shouldn't say this but a curse from you is all that i would need right now.
November 24, 2025 at 8:16 AM
promise me this: if i lose to myself, you won't mourn a day. and you'll move onto someone else.
November 24, 2025 at 7:12 AM