Stumblepit - Tallman

Bury the needle to puncture my eye

Healing the wound as a nation divides

Sacrificed virtue to compensate pride

Symptoms are buried behind all the lies

Why do we stumble around

Why do we stumble around

This new appliance will feed us, bleed us

Tear us apart, make us whole

This awkward science will need us, bleed us

Tear us apart, take control

Reason presents us with choices to guide

Choosing a weapon or choosing a side

Logic unbiased will draw us a line

Choose to ignore it or choose to decide

Why do we stumble around

Why do we stumble around

With no direction

With no perception

With no control

This new appliance will feed us, bleed us

Tear us apart, make us whole

This awkward science will need us, bleed us

Tear us apart, take control

I’m sick and tired of no solution

I’m strung and wired from finding hope

I’ve built a pyre of retribution

Its open wide, I’m still inside

Still inside I’m still inside

Why do we stumble around

With no direction, with no control