Bury the needle to puncture my eye
Healing the wound as a nation divides
Sacrificed virtue to compensate pride
Symptoms are buried behind all the lies

Why do we stumble around
With no direction
With no perception
With no control

The new appliance will feed us, bleed us
Tear us apart, make us whole
This awkward science will need us, bleed us
Tear us apart, take control

Logic presents us with choices to guide
Choosing a weapon or choosing a side
Reason will dictate the path we provide
Choose to ignore it or choose to decide

Why do we stumble around
With no direction
With no perception
With no control

The new appliance will feed us, bleed us
Tear us apart, make us whole
This awkward science will need us, bleed us
Tear us apart, take control

Sick and tired of no solution
Stung and wired from finding hope
I've built a pyre of retribution
It's open wide, I'm still inside


Lyrics submitted by -L3tH4L-

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