"Never did you begin to ask me questions quite like the ones that my Father did."
lyrics
A sister at my side; she was standing nimble and kind,
afraid of the monster under her bed.
She was small and she was minuscule, my condolences do my powers go
And I was confused when her lies brought themselves to my mind.
When panic and haste become sin I start to question all the things you did.
But never did you begin to ask me questions quite like the ones that my Father did.
Time is my medication it's how I know I'm still alive.
Worry is my favorite symptom it's how I know I'm still alive.
Depression is my favorite symptom it's how I know I'm still alive.
Rules and regulations day by day waste my time.
When panic and haste become sin I start to question all the things you did.
But never did you begin to ask me questions quite like the ones that my Father did.
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