Voltaire The Chosen Lyrics

Last night a moth came to my bed
And filled my tired, weary head
With horrid tales of you
I can't believe it's true
But then the lampshade smiled at me,
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe"
I want you to know it's nothing personal

First time I had s__ I was three,
First time consenting was thirteen.
Though you weren't there, you remind me of those hands.
Roses are red, violets are blue
If I'm schizophrenic, then I am too!
Whatever it takes to escape.

I hope you understand
Why I'm forced to take your life in my hands.
I want you to know it's nothing personal
And though we've never met, I've 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 I'd never feel that way again.
Did I ever tell you, you look like my dear old mother?

I hope you understand
Why I'm forced to take my life in your name
I want you to know it's nothing all the same.
And though we've never met
I've seen your image in a million waking dreams
Your eyes they call to me, "Set me free"

It's not easy being the Chosen

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