Have I learned from my taste of torment
Have I learned from my glimpse of tragedy
Is there any understanding that I have gained from the nightmares I've seen with my own eyes
Or is this the matrimony of sorrow and selfishness
Am I coping to live, or am I living to cope
Few and evil have been the days of the years of my life
Resentment led me to the point of no return
Where I'm reminded of the lessons that I never learned
But it's a rumor of wisdom to which I cling
Provision is deserved and consolation is guaranteed
I will groan with breaking heart and bitter grief
I think we learn through contrast
But what happens when we face a calamity
Groan with breaking heart and bitter grief
I think we see the truth in the differences
But what will we believe
God, there's only so much black-and-white
So what will be the dividing wall between us next
We find solace as we polarize
Then at least we know what divides us
Bias is an opiate
It's so easy just to settle for the pity of man than grow from hardship
I'll advertise my struggle
I'll make an enemy out of anyone who disagrees
Call me a victim of my own adversity
Pay attention
I will groan with breaking heart and bitter grief
If ignorance is bliss, then wisdom is the end of me
Am I coping to live or am I living to cope
Wisdom is the end of me
God, there's only so much black-and-white
So what will be the dividing wall between us next
We find solace as we polarize
Then at least we know what divides us
Bias is an opiate