So self-assured
In your perfect world
If you don’t have to
Why would you learn?
Now people are talking
A familiar sound
Can’t hear what we’re saying
When they drown it out
Erase me! Berate me!
Berate me! Erase me!
So self-righteous
You know it all
Voice of thunder
It makes me small
So they can’t see me
No not at all
But I can see you
Just as you are
Erase me! Berate me!
Berate me! Erase me!
No more bad truth, no more misuse
No more bad truth, no more misuse In the land of all this bad news
As we approach sickening heights, we ask
Who’s wrong? Who’s right?
Who lives? And who dies?
In your perfect world
If you don’t have to
Why would you learn?
Now people are talking
A familiar sound
Can’t hear what we’re saying
When they drown it out
Erase me! Berate me!
Berate me! Erase me!
So self-righteous
You know it all
Voice of thunder
It makes me small
So they can’t see me
No not at all
But I can see you
Just as you are
Erase me! Berate me!
Berate me! Erase me!
No more bad truth, no more misuse
No more bad truth, no more misuse In the land of all this bad news
As we approach sickening heights, we ask
Who’s wrong? Who’s right?
Who lives? And who dies?
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