Heaven is a Library by The Invisible Teal Lyrics

In my sweetest dream
There are a thousand clones of me
Collapsing amidst a genocide
Waged without a rhyme or reason

In my sweetest dream
There are a thousand clones of me
Contorting inside a labor camp
All gassed without a proper hearing

In my sweetest dream
There are a thousand clones of me
Molesting the ghosts of ancient souls
Who fled with ample rhyme and reason

In my sweetest dream
Heaven is a library
And every audition is a primal scream session ...
And there I am, BNM'd
With a picture of me sobbing without spectacles
At the world I've spent a lifetime murdering
(With each rush of endorphins, divine intervention
Some deem it distortion, but I'm at attention ...
And it isn't it up to me to design
Every guardian angel's disguise?)

Watching tits to numb the sorrow;
Eating Ritz like no tomorrow
Watching tits to numb the sorrow;
Eating Ritz like no tomorrow

(And it isn't it up to me to decide
Whenever the Word preaches personal pride?
And it isn't it up to me to identify
Any old prophecy as a waiver signed in case of deicide?)

'Twas a damned good year
'Twas a damned good year
Once again, I'm quite the lucky man ...

(Great commission: Holding my breath 'til blindness or death
Good luck!)

... but good luck is just one more thing that you can't fuck