Tear me apart for science Take what's good and throw out the rest I'm on a search for the righteous and I can't find any in me Tell me there's someone who loves me and that this is all part of His plan The Bible's got a hook in you, baby and it won't stop. It's reeling in.
Does it make you tremble? Does it bring you down to your knees when you quake
Those who speak the loudest Never say a goddamn thing in the world. (Can you see straight through me?)
We pacify and bide our time Until the day we close our eyes We use this life to pay a price Put on our heads before we're made
Grace is a funny thing when no one else can hear you. Pray. I wonder...
Can you see straight through the crooked lens God gives you? Can you see straight through to find the good in me?