Lyrics Of Montreal – Heimdalsgate Like A Promethean Curse
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I’m in a crisis.
I need help—
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again.
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again.
Nina Twin is trying to help, and I
Really hope that she succeeds.
Though I picked the thorny path myself,
I’m afraid, afraid of where it leads.
Chemicals don’t strangle my pen;
Chemicals don’t make me sick again.
I’m always so dubious of your intent,
Like I can’t afford to replace what you’ve spent.
Come on Chemica-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-als!
Nina Twin is trying to help, and I
Really hope she gets me straight.
Cause my own inner cosmology
Has become too dense to navigate.
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
I’m in a crisis.
I need help—
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again.
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again.
Come on be a friend.
Come on be a friend.
2, 3, 4…
Chemicals don’t flatten my mind;
Chemicals don’t mess me up this time.
And it’s just like you to hurt me when I’m feeling good.
Come on Chemica-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-als!