I am so suspicious
I admit it
I'm ill fitted
Honestly I live like my life's a swedish film
Oh, I've been writing
Then forgetting
All that i've written
My little words,
I shake my wits and start out again
My story
This is my story
I fear the future
But I like the extra time
I curse the years
But I like to have this story to start from
Apple Bottom with Fred Astaire
Just a pair of white
Socialites
Middle Class
Working folks
I was raised in books
Raised in films
Raised in church
It was all for the fear of god
The imminent threat of him
The punishment was terrible
I was terrified I'd die
They said I'd burn alive
They said I'd burn alive
If I did not do right
They said I'd burn alive
They said I'd burn alive
And now I'm Superstitious
I feel bitten
By words I've written
Honestly I am waiting for something to come
Oh I've been ticking
Down the minutes
Until it's ended
Technically virgin
Your ill will
Your will
Your will
Your will
My stories
I'm telling stories
I fear the future
But I would like some extra time
I curse the years
But I would like a platform to stand on
Out of body, disco stairs
With the history
Of misery
Tied to me
My family tree
Killed and took
Killed and took
Killed and took
And it was all in the name of god
Manifest destiny
What god was it
We aim to please
The one who had you terrified
Who said he would burn you alive
He said we'd burn alive
Who said we'd burn alive
If we did not choose right
Then we might burn alive
I've lost the fear of hell
I've lost my fear of hell
I've lost my fear of life as well
I've lost the fear of hell
I've lost my fear of hell
I've lost my fear of life as well
My fear of life as well