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