Weirdo Man from Scary Melodies by Circus of Dead Squirrels

Weirdo Land, a place my mind goes
Weirdo Man, imaginary hero

Eccentric child, think big, create a story
A pretend palace, worshipped and loved

Weirdo Land, a place where I’m known
Weirdo Man, imaginary hero

Friends were excited then to play in my folklore
When I was left alone, my mind was enough

Erratic man, anger was my catalyst
No matter how loud, no one hears empty words

Over many years my angst turned to sadness
I have nothing else to offer the world

Weirdo Land, I’m never alone
Weirdo Man, imaginary hero

Everyone has died or gone away

I couldn’t wait to leave, be on my own
Ostracized, no place to call my home
I couldn’t wait to grow up and be a man
I’m still that boy wandering in Weirdo Land

Leave me alone
God works in mysterious ways
I’m all alone
God works in maleficent ways

I couldn’t wait for their questioning to end
Yet here I wait for their answers to begin
Left here alone talking to myself
And even he is keeping to himself

Rode my bike on a secret dirt path
Back then hard to be alone
Now that trail is covered in grass
It’s all gone away

I catch a whiff of my grandmother’s kitchen in the strangest place
And it takes me back a lifetime away

I missed your funeral to be with a girl
The same one you said on your deathbed would never leave my side
Well, she’s gone
Everyone has died or gone away

I remember when I cared for something
I remember those careless nights
I remember being full of passion
I remember those passionate fights

Weirdo Land, a place that time stole
Weirdo Man, another dead hero

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