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 lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
First time I had s*x, 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 that 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 you image in a million waking dreams.
Your eyes call to me, "Set me free."
It's not easy being the chosen.

Voltaire - Devil's Bris

Jun 1998

1. Ex Lover's Lover
2. Anniversary
3. Parade
4. The Man Upstairs
5. They Know Me
6. Oweee
7. Snakes
8. Ravens Land
9. The Chosen
10. All The Way Down
11. When You're Evil
12. Shalom