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BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA - Will Wood Lyrics

Are you able to name all the lyrics to BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA by Will Wood in under 15 minutes?
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Lyrics
Well,
he
collapsed
with
Stevens-
Johnson
Syndrome
on
the
E.R.
floor
Panic
attacked,
anaphylactic,
and
ataxic
Well,
the
way
he
spun
his
butterfly
risked
all
six
his
phalanges
Roman
candles
at
both
ends
in
his
synapses
And
the
method
with
which
he
recycled
his
humors
Trojan
horse'd
his
blood-
brain
barrier,
and
raised
the
LD-50,
yes,
yes
And
through
flight-
or-
fight
revelation,
shame,
the
Black
Box
Warrior
He
skipped
this
town
and
headed
straight
down
history
Shields
himself
from
reason
in
a
Kevlar
baby
blue
tuxedo
Quilted
from
the
finest
fibers,
flesh,
and
fiberglass,
and
flowers
Ego
a
mosquito,
evil
incarnate,
good
incognito
Pops
placebos
Lyrics
for
libido,
screaming,
"Bless
the
torpedoes!"
For
what?
For
what?
For
what
it's
worth,
If
it
was
gonna
kill
you,
boy,
it
would
have
by
now
For
what?
For
what?
For
what
it's
worth,
There's
no
more
looking
back,
it's
looking
up
or
looking
down
Well,
he
was
wearing
stolen
rubber
shoes
and
wrapped
a
poison
ivy
noose
Around
his
Lotus
jugular
when
they
came
Well,
they
found
him
with
a
map
to
every
victim
of
his
love
And
a
tattoo
of
a
blue
jay
on
his
face
And
they
waited
for
his
vital
signs
to
lie
and
let
a
flatline
cry
A
hymn
out
in
Lyrics
Hungarian
harmonic
But
he
cocked
his
noggin,
through
his
stoma
sang,
"For
Auld
Lang
Syne,
Happy
birthday
to
the
succulents,
I'll
die
your
hydroponics."
His
rib
cage
was
a
hornet's
nest,
palpitations
set
the
beat
His
vagus
nerve
a
Turk's
head
knot,
an
axel
hitch,
a
Carrick
bend
He
wondered
if
Christ
Consciousness
would
charge
a
cancellation
fee
Auf
wiedersehn,
au
revoir,
he
gripped
his
wits
right
by
their
ends!
For
what?
For
what?
For
what
it's
worth,
If
it
was
gonna
kill
you,
boy,
it
would
have
by
now
For
what?
For
what?
For
what
it's
worth,
There's
no
more
looking
back,
it's
looking
up
Lyrics
or
looking
down
Hello,
welcome.
Why
don't
you
take
a
seat?
Get
comfortable,
relax,
take
a
second
if
you
need
to
Now,
what's
bothering
you?
Well,
why
don't
we
start
at
the
beginning?
Growing
up,
how
was
your
relationship
with
the
fundamentals
of
conscious
existence?
Did
you
have
xenon
orchid
sinews
spilling
down
the
outer
center
of
your
blooming
Escher
Mandelbrot
head?
And
how
about
claustrophilic
tendrils
clapping
caskets
closed
on
seven
knuckled
thumbs?
Did
you
get
along
well
with
the
Gideon
Bugler
pineal
glands?
Your
projector
eyes
casting
sci-fi's
on
your
STR'd
strands
Tell
me
about
your
nerve
to
steal
nerves
of
steel
from
under
Lyrics
Bacchus'
bloody
nose
Did
Namibian
Himbas
tie-
dye
you,
your
ears
pierced
with
a
Phineas
Gage
flagpole
Did
you
die
before
your
day?
Thursday
traction,
Tuesday
titration
My
hope
is
to
assess
through
my
objective
report
of
your
subjective
conjecture
Whether
this
proprietary
blend
of
expertise
and
seasoning
works
as
well
as
this
transorbital
ice
pick
Holistic
ballistics,
got
a
better
idea?!
It's
about
the
best
we
could
come
up
with
What,
you
think
ideas
spread
because
they're
good?!
No,
they
spread
because
people
like
them!
So
here
we
are
once
again
Holding,
as
it
were,
a
mirror
up
to
your
mirror
I
guess
it's
just
Lyrics
something
people
do!
A
bloody
knife
to
split
your
infrastructure,
wine
to
rev
your
motor
function
Coital
machinations
of
the
dead
Well,
you
mainline
your
animus,
karate
chop
your
abacus
And
learn
to
be
an
animal
instead
But,
I
never
did
think
you
better
than
this,
your
modus
operandi
Causes
Nazi
Skoptzyism
and
suicide
Why
to
thine
own
self
be
true
when
it
is
you
who
are
the
problem
Not
the
things
you
do,
but
something
sick
inside
Lithium
and
dialectics,
boy,
you
really
is
defective
CBT
don't
seem
effective
for
that
Cluster
B,
accept
it
Offer
up
your
innocence,
please
ignore
the
side
effects
You've
Lyrics
lost
your
mind,
and
almost
lost
your
life
before,
so
you'll
be
fine
For
what?
For
what?
For
what
it's
worth,
If
it
was
gonna
kill
you,
boy,
it
would
have
by
now
For
what?
For
what?
For
what
it's
worth,
There's
no
more
looking
back,
and
why
would
you
want
to
look
back?
I
mean,
it's
no
good
looking
back
So
try
to
look
forward
now
For
what?
For
what?
For
what
it's
worth,
If
they
were
gonna
get
you,
boy,
they
would
have
by
now
For
what?
For
what?
For
what
it's
worth,
There's
no
more
looking
back,
it's
looking
up
or
looking
down!
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