Born of Science

There’s something wrong with the world today
Another problem I can’t solve
There’s something wrong with the world today
Another line that I can’t cross
We’ll build walls around our nation
We’ll try to focus all our hate
It’s just another complication
To point this barrel at your face
The gun that stopped the world
It’s kinda hard to see the world
When you’re looking through a shot glass
I guess it’s hard to get along
When you’re too busy stabbing backs
You wanna cut your own throat?
I’d try to help you but what’s the use
I think I’d have to pull this trigger
Just to give my voice some juice
The gun that stopped the world
As we lie in each other’s arms
The whole cold world awaits us
No one left to hold us down
No one left to hate us
It’s OK if we abort our mission for the truth
'Cause it looks like you died today
And I guess that I did too
It’s all a wash