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

why do we stumble around



this 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



reason presents us with choices to guide

choosing a weapon or choosing a side

logic unbiased will draw us a line

choose to ignore it or choose to decide



why do we stumble around

why do we stumble around

with no direction

with no perception

with no control



this 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



i'm sick and tired of no solution

i'm strung and wired from finding hope

i've built a pyre of retribution

its open wide, i'm still inside



still inside i'm still inside



why do we stumble around

with no direction, with no control