One man says up
Another says down
No way to be sure where to stand your ground
Taking the path of least resistance
Our fear of death will determine our existence

Where do we go
when every path we take shows
signs of our ultimate demise?
Cover up, play dead, cut all ties

One man's trash
Is another man's truth
Both men wielding astounding proof
The smaller the world the bigger our heads
We'll prove our point 'til we're all dead

Where do we go
when every path we take shows
signs of our ultimate demise?
Cover up, play dead, cut all ties

Cut all ties
to the wise men on the hill
perpetrating their will
like the hand of God here on Earth
So please save me
Oh please save me
spare me
Won't you please save me
from the world's next great idea