while ive never approved
of the world he has moved
nor seen eye to eye
with the lights in the sky
i see all the greed
and all of the need
for more than chance or even or odd
to fight human evil we built a good god

its all so unfair
can he really be there
so i put to the test
which one of us best
no im not the devil
its gods will to dishevel
so while he got his kicks
i made a bargain to fix
all this pain so rife
i would trade my life

the boy in the bed that cant go to school
his mother sits crying wiping the drool
the fat freckled redhead always the fool
the thin pale smart girl never be cool
do you feel all mighty our hearts just a tool
should be you in the corner pointed hat small stool

you know how i feel
so heres your one deal
do what you like
on a cross or a spike
i offer you me
to right what i see

nothing has changed
lifes still deranged
im still the same
i just dont play his game