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.