Affected by what you had lost
They're not the habits you'd protect
At any cost
Blur the details of your hand
Anything your barren conscience
Can't defend

The limits of attention span
Successive thoughts you don't have
But you still pretend
Keep on talking anyway
Protected by what you know
No one will ever say

Because you can't be pure
You're self-assured

Birth Defect

All the good that you discover
In people that you hate
Draw them close and pencil thin
Then they're easy to erase

You've got it down just feed them lines
And watch them starve to death
Keep them crowded and short of air
Then you can take their last breath

I'd rather be insulted by you
Than someone I respect
If I don't share the same view
It's just my birth defect
All the good that never comes
From always getting your way

I'd rather be insulted by you
Than someone I respect
If I don't share the same view
It's just my birth defect
All the good that never comes
From always getting your way
All the good that never comes
From getting your way