Opening The Hymnal/babies Lyrics - Cursive

Opening the Hymnal: 

Welcome one and welcome all 

To our small town 

The lyrics are the exit and the roses are the same? 

Inside this town, you'll find the guilt 

That fills the quarry of the residents residing in 

14 hymns for the heathen 

1st hymn: the son of God complex 

2nd hymn . . . 

Babies: 

Now baby, baby, this world must seem so immense 

Compared to the womb 

And baby, baby, your head must seem so much smaller 

Than you assumed 

Your whole world seems to center around you 

It'd be easy to make the mistake 

That maybe you're why the world was made 

Baby, baby, baby, you learn so fast 

You seem to carry a special gift 

Maybe you've been given to this world to make a difference 

Such delusions we all struggle with 

But the beautiful truth of it is 

This is all we are, we simply exist 

You're not the chosen one 

I'm not the chosen one 

But we don't need anyone 

Let's not choose anyone