Thomas’s Illness (The Boy Who Cried Butcher) (New lyrics by me)

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Thomas’s Illness (The Boy Who Cried Butcher) (New lyrics by me)

Not one of my best lyrics, but i think it touched on more emotions then most of my recent songs.
This one's all about irrational fears. And being right. And no one fucking listening.
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Thomas’s Illness (The Boy Who Cried Butcher)
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[La]
[LALA LALA LALALA]
[…LA… LA… LALA-…]
[La]

The kid’s screw’s loosened… The kid’s screw’s loosened…
Thinkin’ there’s a murderer in a mental institution
Oh my… Tommy… Tommy… Tommy…
GO CRY TO YOUR MOMMY!!!

Doctor! Doctor!! I swear! I swear!!!!
I saw The Butcher over there!
“And what did he do Tommy”
Last night he killed my Mommy!
“You mother died of natural causes
And your crying is makin’ me nauseas…”
Don’t let another go! Whoever he visits dies!
I couldn’t believe my lobotomized eyes!
[NO ONE EVER BELIEVES A KID]

He’s The Butcher! The Butcher! [NO ONE EVER BELIEVES A KID]
He just wants some company here in hell [Lalalala… LALALA…]
He’s The Butcher! The Butcher! [NO ONE EVER BELIEVES A KID]
…NOTHING TO FEAR… BUT FEAR ITSELF…[Lalalala… LALALA…]

Doctor you know I’m gonna die “Yes, you have a week at best”
Because of my flesh eating diseases “Necrotizing Fasciitis”
An he will come for me one night “The rest… is quite a mess…”
After the nurses do their nasty teases “……Is his straitjacket fastened to the tightest?”

Doctor! Doctor!! I swear! I swear!!!!
I saw The Butcher over there!
He visited the nurse
And now she’s sittin’ in a hearse!!!
“Tommy how many times do I have say he’s just pure FAKE
You never see this make-believe man when you’re awake”
[NO ONE EVER BELIEVES A KID]

He’s The Butcher! The Butcher! [NO ONE EVER BELIEVES A KID]
He just wants some company here in hell [Lalalala… LALALA…]
He’s The Butcher! The Butcher! [NO ONE EVER BELIEVES A KID]
…NOTHING TO FEAR… BUT FEAR ITSELF… [Lalalala… LALALA…]

Even told the paranoid in their free cult…
An Support-Group EXPULSION was their result…
Their last insult to injury… “Don’t worry there’s no fee-
You’re bein’…You’ve just been…THROWN OUT OF THERAPY!”

… I swear… I swear…
I saw The Butcher over there!
He visited the doctor’s station
Did a little operation
An no one even cared
As if he made it, by the book, look accidental
I see him in the mirror
Whispering in my ear
An everyone just acts as if I was actin’ mental
[NO ONE EVER BELIEVES A KID]
[Even when I admit what I did ]

He’s The Butcher! The Butcher! [NO ONE EVER BELIEVES A KID] [LALALA]
He just wants some company here in hell [Even when I admit what I did ]
He’s The Butcher! The Butcher! [NO ONE EVER BELIEVES A KID] [LALALA]
…NOTHING TO FEAR… BUT FEAR ITSELF… [Even when I admit what I did ]

…The Butcher came for me last night
After the nurses turned off the lights
I put up a fight but he took me away
To a world where it never turns day

But after I looked on the bright side
I discovered the world was alright… I’d…
Imagine anything an it would come true
He says this world is a sanitarium too…
But here our delusions of grandeur and children’s laughter
…CREATE OUR OWN… HAPPILY-EVER-AFTER…
We taste our own medicine instead of the scary Test charts’
Caring therapy rather than needles an prayer.
And… The very best part’s… [LA… LALA LALA…]
Mommy was already there… [LALA LALALA LALALA… LALA LALALA LALALA…La-]
[Lala lala la…] [“Poor kid… Captured by his own imagination… My diagnosis is-”]
[SO FEARFUL… FEARFUL… FEARFUL… Cheerful.]