God made us rational
Thought made you stereo
I think of you today
Boy, what an A-hole
You made me spare
Like used software
I will not join you
Friends made you sensitive
Loss made us idiots
Fear makes us critical
Knowledge is difficult
You made me spare
Like used software
It will not bring you
Fear makes us visual
Life made you beautiful
Hate makes us powerless
Turn on your radio
You made me spare
Like used software
I will not follow you
Sleep makes you possible
Doom made this laughable
Night made a day like this
Love made a festival.