Greenwood Sharps - Millions lyrics

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Greenwood Sharps - Millions lyrics

[Intro: Greenwood Sharps] If we're over If we're over If we're 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 Iron-out the glitches in my program Damn The black rat's been scratching at my mind again For what? And how'd you make it stop? I knew but I forgot Somebody been f**ing with clocks And cut the color out the picture, left me nothing but the slops Well it's a cotch Turn up the hissing and the pops And tell my opportunities to piss off if they're not Cause it's a cotch A loner in a comatose cocoon How you been? I'd be lying if I said 'I'll see you soon' I want Millions of little pills to drop into my drink I'm not thinking straight, this isn't really what I think Except it is I'd accept a second with that b**h for every 20 spent sticking bits of metal in my wrists Give me Millions of little pills to drop into my drink I'm not thinking straight, this isn't really what I think Except it is I guess you get just what you give and that's my message to the kids I'll let 'em live, let 'em live, let live Don't get it twist, or twist it up The f** is your prerogative? My glorious story's your apocalypse The acid in the rain washed the tragedies away And what, happened to the pa**ion that you happily displayed Younger days Summer haze fade to winter and it's cold tonight Take a chance, roll your dice with a poltergeist And win it all, a pitiful pittance The spinning glitter ball, that glistens, isn't gold Why'd you listen to your soul? Do exactly as you're told soldier Follow your directives And never view the universe through multiple perspectives [Outro: Greenwood Sharps] If we're over If we're over..