Since there is no God
Someone has to care 'bout the true good ones
That's why we do care
About you, boy
About you, oh yeah

Wincing won't make you stronger
Anyone can see how afraid you are
Let the evil come through
The evil you
The real you, yeah

And then, we forgot to think for a while

And the voices in our head
And the mazes in our heart

They became a so straight line

Since there is no self
No one has to care / 'bout a goddamn thing
That's why I gave up
About you, boy
About you, oh yeah

Since there's no God
Someone has to stop all the falling stars
For they are insane
They kill themselves
They kill themselves
For naught

And then, we forgot the need in improve

And the voices in our head
And the mazes in our heart

They became a so straight line