They call you a fairy
Cuz you’re different and that’s your disease
What if you sprouted wings and flew away
Do you think they’d be pleased?
Your pretty pink dust
Would probably burn out their eyes
But in the end boy you know
You’d rather just wear your disguise
Love the least of these and you
You love me
They call you easy, girl
So easy like you come for free
But you’ve paid so dearly for your beauty
How can that be?
Betrayed by the best of them
Taken but nobody asked
So you seize the controls
You lay back and you fasten your mask
Love the least of these and you
You love me
Chorus:
Home-made barricade
Building on what was blown away
You will build up
You will reconstruct
You will be ok
What is loved is saved
They never hurt you
Never left you and they never lied
Nor do they notice
That you’re gradually dying inside
And to protect you from the trouble
Of the world outside
They did erect a glass bubble
Then they shut you in and showed you how to hide
Love the least of these and you
You love me
(chorus)
They call you a demon
Disillusioned, a less evolved beast
Cuz you look to the darkness
And the depths for your sources of peace
Perhaps you could reach up your hand
And snuff out the sun
Then you could blend into the blackness
While the rest of the world comes undone
Love the least of these and you
You love me
(chorus)