Little Glass Pill - Bob Mould

Little Glass Pill - Bob Mould
Your god your god my god my god
Enough enough enough I'm losing my mind
You lie you lie you lie you lie
You lost you lost you're lost you're losing your money
Serious
Take this and you'll find out what the future is
Swallowing a little glass pill
It's a window and a mirror
It's a view within the fear
That's the way pass the plate
At the grave with a carny pastor heathen
You lie you lie you lie you lie
Deny deny deny you live in denial
And why and why and why and why
Am I am I am I losing this trial
Luminous
Deep inside reflection like the shamanist
Swallowing up a big black pill
You put your finger in the swill
You let your fear get in the way
That's the way that's the way
That's the way hey I don't believe you