Botch God Vs. Science
I didn't want to open my eyes
But the bomb's strapped to my back
Forced to hear the children's cries
I see no reason
Why (words) why (lines) life's this way, redefining
Why (fear) why (love) as time decays, redefining
The cold black portrait stares back at me
And I laugh
Why (force) why (fed) goes on this way, redefining
Why (lock) why (load) as we decay, redefining.
Now the bomb's strapped to my back.
