Botch

God Vc. Science

Botch


I didn't want to open my eyes,, but the bomb's strapped to 
my back, forced to hear the children's cries, i see no 
reason why (words) why (lines) life's this way, why (fear)
why (love) as time decays, redefining. the cold black portrait stares back at me and i can see no reason why 
(force) why (fed) goes on this way, why (lock) why (load)
as we decay, redefining, now the bomb's strapped to my back

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