Your Misplaced Self

Gods We are the faultless gods We are the devil's seeds We see our misplaced selves in everything Once we agree to discard one another Then we can dehumanize Living a life where perfection means flawless Isn't a life to desire Once we agree to discard one another Then we can dehumanize Living a life where perfection means flawless Is only a life that will lead you away from your true self We all look blameless from where I stand Come pull the trigger I'll hold your hand We all look guilty from where I stand So come pull the trigger and I'll hold Your hand To someone else you're a monster To someone else you're a dream The places left that we intersect can determine Our views on these Define yourself with your judgments As if your record is clean So go and bury yourself as a saint And you'll never learn anything I am the faultless god I am the devil's seed I am your misplaced self in everything