Those eyes can see whatever they want
On the top side or down inside
No matter how far
Their side won
Their side won
Like a slingshot to a cannon, it goes on
What are you gonna do but sit around and bathe in the waste
And call it clean?
Their side won
Their side won
Rejected, no time, that wound won't heal
And before you recover, just add another
You feel the itch
Their side won
Their side won
Right there and here, always
Telling me what it is and what everything else is
I'm right there in it, I'm one
Their side won
Their side won
Are we prosthetic gods?
Or just frail and helpless?
Nothing without it
Nothing without it
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