Heimdalsgate Like A Promethean Curse — Of Montreal

I'm in a crisis I need help come on mood shift shift back to good again Come on be a friend

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

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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

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