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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) Rear-view 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 (JOHN 3:33) (WHOEVER HAS ACCEPTED IT HAS CERTIFIED THAT GOD IS TRUTHFUL.) 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 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 (LA-LA-LA-LA, LA-LA-LA-LA, LA-LA-LA-LA, LA-LA-LA-LA) A vivisection of me Done by God, for all to see (LA-LA-LA-LA, LA-LA-LA-LA, LA-LA-LA-LA, LA-LA-LA-LA) A vivisection of me Done by God, for all to see!
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