Yeah, I guess it makes a lot of sense To follow down the line like the rest The wretches make us; they'll doom us all They would do anything to watch us fall Continue living in a past-tense Consume the weak, destroy the rest, be the best, be the best Why would I cover up my eyes? Watching the world lay on its death bed, The message sticks inside my head Fucking kill me Yeah, I guess it makes a lot of sense To follow down the line just like all the rest Don't let this feeling go; this feeling you should never show As I bleed out on your front porch, I watch you staring from the front door With my head between my legs, pale, and blood-depleted I'm faced with all the differences that lie between us Dissect cultures, fear vultures How could you cover up your eyes? And either way I'm stuck between the lines And in the end I wish you'd kill me Why'd you tell me Don't take off that blindfold Consume the weak, destroy the rest, Be the best, be the best, be the best Dig a hole until your arms go numb Sink inside and let the earth pile up Etch your roots deep down None of the gods survive underground Eyes staring blankly out to Why bother waking up to Fading lights and melting ice If this is what it means to be alive I would rather be alone If someone were to ask me in the end For the reasons that compel me not to stay I know we need to do this in a different way We need to do this in a different way