As the years pass, we are ground down Whether by gravity Or the force of other personalities You shall not be left unchanged The young thinking they are fully formed Will talk loudly and their passion will spark Sympathy and they'll claim that they know But honey, it just isn't so Faithful numbers grow, a stone's throw from here to hell From here to hell And the whole thing is balanced precariously Beset on all sides by stupidity True believers are the greatest deceivers Clinic stalker, suicide bomber You're all the same damn thing, don't care which bible you beat You lay your trespasses on some deity's feet The world just spins around, a stone's throw from here to hell From here to hell And the whole thing is balanced precariously Beset on all sides by stupidity Hell From here to hell I've got a head full of reason and a passionate heart But it seems there's no talking to anyone If you're looking for the reason, then the reason, son Is that there's so little reason in everyone If you're looking for the reason, then the reason, son Is that there's so little reason in everyone If you're looking for the reason, then the reason, son Is that there's so little reason in everyone