I asked our father and he said It don’t get no easier once you’re dead This whole universe is just mud and bone And you carry what you can alone
There’s total depravity staring back at me There’s total depravity standing right in front of me
I try to look away and I fail. I try to look away and I fail.
I asked my mother what went wrong She said it’s been bad all along And you’d better face the butcher straight You don’t want to end up on his plate, son.
I try to look away and I fail. I try to look away and I fail.