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
I 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
