Any last requests before I go Time is fading fast and feeling slow Hit me when I start to dream When I whisper maybe close the screen I'm not asking for opinions Spare me all your little minions I just want to wake inside my dreams I don't know what makes me happy Just give me joy and make it snappy Paste my numbered soul with magazines Someone made a killing on tv Everyone was willing no one free All the kids in china stores Know that living makes them sore CHORUS Blessed are the meek for they shall see Everything that we've already seen Everybody we have known Every thing that's overgrown CHORUS