Lord help me to believe, I've got a need Killed by the world I'm filled full of greed Deaf to the touch of a human hand Can't stand beaten down by a broken old man Broken men fill a city full of sadness
Broken limbs fill a body full of badness I need a need other than the sting of sin I need a sweet kiss to syncopate the rut I'm in I've got a lover, she clothes me in another A bad thing to bring to sacrifice under the covers She said, could all that red come from inside of me Like something living made a decision to cease to be
Life isn't like that, life isn't like this I have a need to know what it is
Have you stopped to see what it is to be free How the world has become a giant shopping spree Lord help me to believe how the world has changed If it happens enough, does it seem the same
If it happens to me over and over again Will I cease to feel all the pain I'm in Will I cease to feel, will I start to believe Will I need nothing more than the air that I breathe Well why waste breathing on a living death Why even bother with another breath Why believe, why care, why even fucking feel Why try to see beyond the evening meal They tell me four billion people are alive today
but they say that life is sacred anyway But then to see it, no one seems to be living Oh lord what is it that we're giving
You're blind, you're blind, you're blind from the facts You're blind, you're blind, you're blind from the facts You're blind, you're blind, you're blind from the facts You're blind, blind from the facts