A Tiny Pill
I heard no words
I only saw faceless memories in digital black and white
I had no friends
Only ladies of the evening auctioning off their delight
And it was such a tiny pill
Who knew it could kill
It was such a tiny pill
Packed with an Almighty thrill
Pop singer ain’t no hero
Martin was a big spender he signed the magical line
Pop singer equals zero
He mockingly laughed at Natasha’s sister it’s all mine
And it was such a tiny pill
Who knew it could kill
It was such a tiny pill
Packed with an Almighty thrill
The church taught no truth
The so-called priest at the feast made me confess face to
face
Who isn’t ignorant at youth
I was yearning burning concerning the elements of grace
And it was such a tiny pill
Who knew it could kill
It was such a tiny pill
Packed with an Almighty thrill
And if I only knew that dreams could come true I’d have become
a rock and roll star
And if I only knew that dreams could come true I’d have gotten
an electric guitar
But father wanted me to be a scientist his soul had been
sold
And father wanted me to be an alchemist and turn lead into
gold
I don’t believe I’ve done wrong
Cryptic clues confusing abusing with magical metaphors
You’re just a line in the song
I weep deeply as syringes wash up on the fabled Jersey
shores
And it was such a tiny pill
Who knew it could kill
It was such a tiny pill
Packed with an Almighty thrill
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