Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson Syndrome on the E.R. floor
Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
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
His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito
Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes"
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to 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 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
Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
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
His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito
Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes"
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to 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 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
to get this published, I have to add the name, but they also wouldnt let me add all the elyrics so this is just a part 1! anyways, here's the enamel that this site wanted : Black box warrior (p1)
by AHAHHARAGHGHGHGHGGHG!!!!!! ): November 8, 2023
Get the Black box warrior (p1)mug. Refers to an individual who will spend most of his/her conversation time with you and anyone who has ears, telling them about the destructive nature of humans, damaging the environment and climate change. Essentially preaching and complaining about how humans are the worst. They are close cousins to animal rights activists. And its highly likely they are into that themselves.
Guy 1: I'm gonna hit on this girl I met at the library last night, Rebecca Goodyear.
Guy 2: Dude, you know that chick is a complete clima warrior, right?
Guy 1: a what?
Guy 2: she has a boner for "mother nature". You better have superhuman level tolerance for horseshit and biodegradable condoms.
Guy 2: Dude, you know that chick is a complete clima warrior, right?
Guy 1: a what?
Guy 2: she has a boner for "mother nature". You better have superhuman level tolerance for horseshit and biodegradable condoms.
by Lucifer. Ish August 21, 2018
Get the Clima Warriormug. by Darce Vader June 19, 2023
Get the Chosen Warriormug. by Smm2lover29383837454363 January 3, 2024
Get the Warrior cats animatedmug. a girl who gives u her snap online, asks “wyll” then when u show a face pic, she unadds or blocks you.
Person 1: “Did u ever hear back from that girl?”
Person 2: “Nah, she’s a wyll warrior”
Person 1: “Damn shame”
Person 2: “Nah, she’s a wyll warrior”
Person 1: “Damn shame”
by fearofnapalm December 24, 2023
Get the wyll warriormug. by nateh3ntailover January 16, 2022
Get the wannable warriormug. Definition of music makers that make bad ass breaks continuously and are quite nice chaps too. Air miles were made for this pair of global dance floor destroyers.
by Horracewallace July 6, 2018
Get the stanton warriorsmug.