This line is metaphysical

And on the one side, on the one side

The bad have lived in wickedness

And on the other side, on the other side

The good have lived in arrongance

And there's a steep slope

With a short rope

This line is metaphysical

And there's a steady flow

Moving to and fro

Oh, look you earned your wings

Are you an angel, now

Or a vulure

Constantly hovering over

Waiting for the big mistake

Oh, my God, what have I done?

Oh, my God, what have I done?

Wouldn't you love to be

On the cover of a magazine?

Healthy skin, perfect teeth

Designed to hide what lies beneath

I feel the darkness growing stronger

As you cram light down my throat

How does that work out for you

In your holy quest to be above reproach?