The Chosen

Last night a moth came to my bed Filled my tired and 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 sex i was 3 First time consenting was 13 Though you weren't there you remind me of those hands Roses are red, Violets are blue If i'm skitsofrenic than 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 Though we 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 the supermarket I promised myself that i'll 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 Though we never met i've 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 Filled my tired and 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 I hope you understand Why i'm forced to take your life in my hands I want you to know it's nothing personal Though we never met i've seen your image in a million waking dreams Your eyes they call to me "Set me free!" 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 Though we 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 It's not easy being the chosen It's not easy being the chosen It's not easy being the chosen