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Father said that this world isn't for me I tried to pray for a new reality So, come to me, we can change night into day A tied-up moth seemed to know a different way (Don't remember it, don't return to it) Oh, father tore out the umbilical cord There's nothing left in the bottle keeping me scored We'll abandon the scenery In the (don't remember it, don't return to it) Rearview mirror A petty line of white noise Pack up your bags, and throw out the toys Three strikes and, "Honey, I'm home!" Three voices come from the gramophone A vivisection of me Yielded the start of a mystery Say, "Hello! Honey, I'm home!" Three voices come from the gramophone God returned with the moth chained to his hand "There's so many things that you'll never understand" "So, come to me, we can change night into day" "You'll hold my hand, so you'll never go astray" God devoured that of father A spider preaching, with poison on its lips "To get out of here is to promise me a kiss" The abandonment of scenery In the Mind of mother (Don't remember it, don't return to it) (So, with advice of the dead) (And a halo over my head) At last, "Honey, I'm home!" Three voices come, all alone A vivisection of me Done by God, for all to see Say, "Hello! Honey, I'm home!" Three voices come all alone (Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh) (Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh) A vivisection of me Done by God, for all to see (Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh) (Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh) A vivisection of me Done by God, for all to see
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