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