[Intro Greenwood Sharps] If were over If were over If were over, always old Are we over? [Verse 1 Mr Key] Synthesize me morphine to dull the pain Give me summer rain To wash away the autumn blue Blotted onto all I do Cause everything I thought was true Every time I thought of you Caught in a distorted view Crawling through The mirror maze These broken shards of single glaze Reality will strip your face to bone Never had I felt so alone Than a moment that that phone rang To twitches in my chrome hand To run away Ironout the glitches in my program Damn The black rats been scratching at my mind again For what? And howd you make it stop? I knew but I forgot Somebody been fucking with clocks And cut the colour out the picture, left me nothing but the slops Well its a cotch Turn up the hissing and the pops And tell my opportunities to piss off if they knock Cause its a cotch A loner in a comatose cocoon How you been? Id be lying if I said Ill see you soon I want Millions of little pills to drop into my drink Im not thinking straight, this isnt really what I think Except it is Id accept a second with that bitch for every 20 spent sticking bits of metal in my wrists Give me Millions of little pills to drop into my drink Im not thinking straight, this isnt really what I think Except it is I guess you get just what you give and thats my message to the kids Ill let em live, let em live, let live Dont get it twist, or twist it up The fuck is your prerogative? My glorious storys your apocalypse The acid in the rain washed the tragedies away And what, happened to the passion that you happily displayed Younger days Summer haze fade to winter and its cold tonight Take a chance, roll your dice with a poltergeist And win it all, a pitiful pittance The spinning glitter ball, that glistens, isnt gold Whyd you listen to your soul? Do exactly as youre told soldier Follow your directives And never view the universe through multiple perspectives [Outro Greenwood Sharps] If were over If were over..
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