Mad At The World M.a.t.w. (reprise)
All the children that we used to know
Holding knives at their wrists and their throats
"Holy Savior, can You still be found?"
Is there hope for the human race left to be found?
Human passion is all we can taste
So much energy going to waste
Haunted lives by our own set of rules
Into the fire of worldly pride and desire
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Mad at the world
You're seeing something besides
What the Creator purposed
I know that it's wrong
'Cause the hatred's so strong
I can't help but see
That it's phoney and it's not for me
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