Natural Selection
Come with me through the house of prayers
A place supposed to feel as home
Stand beside me, embrace the sound of horns
They will guide us, there's a path for us all
So why do
I feel like I'm going insane
Stop messing, infecting, corrupting my brain
I feel like I'm losing control
It's not what they promised, a place for us all
Who's this god you're calling for
Is it mine or your creation
Why do we care, it shouldn't matter
Doesn't matter, doesn't matter
Who's this god you're dying for
Is it mine or your creation
Why do we care, it shouldn't matter
Doesn't matter, doesn't matter
Run away from the house of lords
Words of beauty bound by laws
Tales in black and white, pay admission to see the light
Witness the house of the dead where answers and hope collide
This is not what I had imagined
So-called truth written down by false prophets
I feel like we're going insane
Stop messing, infecting, corrupting our brain
I feel like we've lost all control
It's not what they promised, a place for us all
Who's this god you're calling for
Is it mine or your creation
Why do we care, it shouldn't matter
Doesn't matter, doesn't matter
Who's this god you're dying for
Is it mine or your creation
Why do we care, it shouldn't matter
Doesn't matter, doesn't matter
A place supposed to feel as home
Stand beside me, embrace the sound of horns
They will guide us, there's a path for us all
So why do
I feel like I'm going insane
Stop messing, infecting, corrupting my brain
I feel like I'm losing control
It's not what they promised, a place for us all
Who's this god you're calling for
Is it mine or your creation
Why do we care, it shouldn't matter
Doesn't matter, doesn't matter
Who's this god you're dying for
Is it mine or your creation
Why do we care, it shouldn't matter
Doesn't matter, doesn't matter
Run away from the house of lords
Words of beauty bound by laws
Tales in black and white, pay admission to see the light
Witness the house of the dead where answers and hope collide
This is not what I had imagined
So-called truth written down by false prophets
I feel like we're going insane
Stop messing, infecting, corrupting our brain
I feel like we've lost all control
It's not what they promised, a place for us all
Who's this god you're calling for
Is it mine or your creation
Why do we care, it shouldn't matter
Doesn't matter, doesn't matter
Who's this god you're dying for
Is it mine or your creation
Why do we care, it shouldn't matter
Doesn't matter, doesn't matter
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Rosenzweig, Guy Landau, Yoav Efron
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