I can't control my insides
Well, I swear that I realize some god had tried
But I'm a mess of crossing lines
They refuse to connect in my
Body or my head, so I'll decide
To tie them off, I'll tie them offBut I'm alive
Or something like aliveI've torn apart my insides
Well, I hope that you realize, my god, I try
But I know I can't cross those linesBut I'm alive
Or something like alive
Betrayed by unintelligent designBut I'm alive
Or something like alive
Betrayed by unintelligence
But I'm alive
Or something like alive
Betrayed by unintelligent design
