COLUMNS

[Verse]

Social self-obsessive species, everything is peachy

Having cyber interactions, get erections from the TV

Vocal 'bout opinions, 'bout elections up in DC

With a total lack of knowledge, rope around your neck was easy

Chemical complaint, deformity machine

Skin eraser, loss creator, poison that you breathe

Traitor, parasite, xenophilic golden boy

Seen him with a soy product, wrote the Village Voice about it

Tell me conclusions to stories I ain't got time for

Situations with the information missing, misinformed

We've seen the same rain through separate systems, different storms

We're stacking bodies up in boxes in a distant war

I eat my vegetables, I like the broccoli (True)

What is more fictitious, the gods or you and I?

You needs a court's admission, you think the cops comply?

I don't acknowledge systems, I never found it wise

I wasn't born to just support the shit that's palpable

I don't see Earth as disproportionally valuable

If there's a god, I'm sure his name is unpronounceable

If there's a hell, I'm sure we'll all be held accountable

I drew a portrait of Abraxas on a napkin

Sex has never given me an ounce of satisfaction

Life throws a lot of questions but I never ask them

Facts are human arrogance, we barely know a fraction

[Outro]

We barely know a fraction

(This is the way the world ends)

(We barely know a fraction)

We barely know a fraction

(We barely know a fraction)

(This is the way the world ends)

Facts are human arrogance, we barely know a fraction

(I don't know anything, I don't know anything)

(This is the way the world ends)

(I don't know anything, I don't know anything)

We barely know a fraction

(I don't know anything, I don't know anything)

(This is the way the world ends)