Come on mood shift, shift back to good again.
Come on, be a friend.
Chemicals, don’t flatten my mind.
Chemicals, don’t mess me up this time.
Know you bait me way more than you should,
And it’s just like you to hurt me when I’m feeling good.
Come on chemicals.

Heimdalsgate Like a Promethean Curse – Of Montreal

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