The Burning of Rome - Norman Bates Lyrics
Are you okay?You seem not well...Like thoughts of violenceSilence everything you have brought with yourselfWon't you please stayIn our motel?We've got these linensAnd decisions that we make all by ourselvesDon't be afraidMother means well...Ignore the yellingBellowing from up behind the windowsillMarion CraneWould you please tell...What brings your bodyTo the lobby of our cozy town motel?I'll leave you beNo need to yell...Wash off your skin of sinSo that my blade might penetrate it wellPlease forgive meFor my sick health...I didn't want to have to disturb you and stab you,Stab you, stab you, stab you,...Over and over, over and over again..."Shut up mother,She's just a strangerAnd it's rainingI will help her""You stupid boy,You stupid boyDon't you love your mother?Now go kill herAnd stab her...Stab her, stab her, stab her, stab her..."Love, loveMarian my love,I miss you already…