Last night a moth came to my bed And filled my tired weary head With horrid tales of you I cant believe its true But then the lamp shade smiled at me And it said, Believe, it said, believe. I want you to know its nothing personal First time I had sex I was three First time consenting was thirteen Though you werent there you remind Me of those hands Roses are red, violets are blue If Im schizophrenic, then I am too! Whatever it takes to escape I hope you understand Why Im forced to take your life in my hands I want you to know its nothing personal And though weve never met Ive seen your image in a million waking dreams Your eyes they call to me, Set me free. Did I ever tell you? You look like my mother She once left me in a supermarket I promised myself that Id never feel that way again Did I ever tell you? You look like my dear old mother I hope you understand Why Im forced to take my life in your name I want you to know its nothing all the same And though weve never met Ive seen your image in a million waking dreams Your eyes they call to me, Set me free. Last night a moth came to my bed And filled my tired weary head With horrid tales of you I cant believe it, I cant believe its true But then the lamp shade smiled at me And it said, Believe, it said, believe. I want you to know its nothing personal I hope you understand Why Im forced to take your life in my hands I want you to know its nothing personal And though weve never met Ive seen your image in a million waking dreams Your eyes they call to me, Set me free. I hope you understand Why Im forced to take my life in your name I want you to know its nothing all the same And though weve never met Ive seen your image in a million waking dreams Your eyes they call to me, Set me free. Its not easy being the chosen Its not easy being the chosen Its not easy being the chosen Its not easy being the chosen
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