Rorschach test slaves lyrics

Every wants to think serve some kind of purpolse in this world 



and everyone wants to make someone cry and bring flowers at their funeral



but everyone's a slave to them self



Everybody thinks they get some special magic from all of these icons that we make of glass and stone



And everybody reaches to the sky to trick themselves into believing that we're not alone



But Jesus was born in a barn that's why he leaves the door open



I'd rather be a murderer than to be a murder victim



Everyone's a slave to them self, and everyone's afraid of them self.



And nobody has ever loved no one except maybe them self.