Job's face down God picks him apart yeah yeah
Sickness unto death and then Columbine
Sigmund never understood forgiveness
Is that why we're addicted to cigarettes
Stocks down and you pick it apart yeah yeah
Stockholm in the early 70's
Friction is the drudgery of change
Fiction bending down on its two knees
Deep wound and you pick it apart yeah yeah
One bomb predicated the voting booth
Old dynasties rolling loaded dice
Doc calls it amnesiastic truth
Landmass keeps picking apart yeah yeah
En masse we keep picking apart yeah yeah bad faith calcifies inside the bone
Levelled out on the methadone
Stirring as I contemplate the senselessness of my existence
Ingredients for tortured callous thoughts
Carefully I pull the ladle from the pot and leave it out
I want the broth to burn and dry up
Pick apart
Pick
The forgery of providence
This controlled depiction
Of basic belongingness
Left or right
Yeah the needle and its magnetism
Shot for shot
Rig it up to quell the inner schism
Pick apart , pick apart
Pick apart , pick apart
Pick apart the Fugazi of romance
Pick apart our near and truthful death
Pick apart the comet from which we came
Pick apart the life that rests inside the picture frame
Pick apart foreign casualties of war
Pick apart that foreign package at your door
Pick apart the seduction of tragedy
Pick apart the foundation of all creeds
Pick apart (all) your morals and your codes
Pick apart until your vision corrodes
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