Chopped with a bitter knife.
Without it I cannot perform,
Pacing with paranoid impressions,
Flying with notions of resplendence.
Half moon yellow pill,
Flavourless, I swallow.
Flavourless, I take it.
I crave the highs,
I crave the lows.
Half moon yellow pill.
Don't tip over the edge
Losing shared reality.
Take the pill.
Take the pill.
Take the pill.
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