And religious malign lectures continue to form society's fixture/
On the canvas of life itself; the poor and homeless I try to help/
But simultaneously finding a cure to my health in silent stealth/
Economic struggles make us seek-upon-this puzzle's answer; the question of eternity/
A criminal’s sentence of murdering will lead to his repentance and he’ll learn to see…/
Certainty replaced permanently by doubt as evil and us begin to meld/
Where in this wicked world, a person's status solely will depend on wealth/
Creating chemical weapons while making medical venom without knowing/
Our undoing, people suing for dead presidents, residents of enemies are growing/
Impatient, life’s a bitch, we lie and snitch, but united in a twisted way/
Where we search blindly for a false fantasy of happiness while preaching “Let us pray”/
Yes, I was listening to "Life's a Bitch" before I wrote this so this is essentially influenced.
