![]() ![]() Who'd want to belong to anyone? (Ay ay ay ay) Special are the things that make you strange ![]() ![]() Well, it's your conclusions that make mine delusions, so I make you sane Horrified at the sight of my reflection in your eyes Too weird to love, too scared to die (Ay ay ay ay) You become immune to my toxic fumes, my dose-dependent presence in your life I am the shadows cast aside by gallows, and you the red-hot skyĪnd if you're believers, then why would you grieve for the dead instead of a devil that you never prayed for? The things that make you special are the things that make you strange I doubt that you would even if you could change You think it makes you special, but it makes you strange 'Cause I doubt that you would even if you could (Well, not "ha-ha" funny, but y'know, funny) Like freaks of nurture, well isn't it funny? Why'd you come into this world or come out that way? Who'd want to be human anyway? (Ay ay ay ay) Straight-jacket and tie, psychiatric supply, while we tragically try to fit into a trap, but Prints of your fingers in the Rorschach jigsaw, say you saw a treasure map Parlance of imbalanced cambia's been challenged, at best AstraZeneca's just Well, this disease is defined by its treatment, you people make me sick **PRESALE** ECO Record/Vinyl + Digital Album The Normal Album 2nd Pressing **PRESALE** White Record/Vinyl + Digital Album. ![]()
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