Minions

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