The Burning of Rome - Norman Bates lyrics

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The Burning of Rome - Norman Bates

Are you okay?

You seem not well...

Like thoughts of violence

Silence everything you have brought with yourself

Won't you please stay

In our motel?

We've got these linens

And decisions that we make all by ourselves

Don't be afraid

Mother means well...

Ignore the yelling

Bellowing from up behind the windowsill

Marion Crane

Would you please tell...

What brings your body

To the lobby of our cozy town motel?

I'll leave you be

No need to yell...

Wash off your skin of sin

So that my blade might penetrate it well

Please forgive me

For 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 stranger

And it's raining

I will help her"

"You stupid boy,

You stupid boy

Don't you love your mother?

Now go kill her

And stab her...

Stab her, stab her, stab her, stab her..."

Love, love

Marian my love,

I miss you already…