Temple Grandin

In the days before the damage no one knew if we were happy
In the days before the damage dying wasn’t nearly easy now
So open up your murder eyes and see the ugly world that spat you out
Stevie Wonder to the bullshit
Stevie Wonder to the bullshit, baby
Write a nice pop song about it
Cut the world in half I bet that you will go and find a sleeping giant
Turn the page just to wake him up and then turn the page and then turn the page
to kill him
In the days before the damage boredom was the same as waiting
In the days before the damage water was the only raining
In the days before the damage human beings were the ones that did the chasing
Open up your murder eyes; see the ugly world that spat you out
Hellen Keller to the bullshit
Hellen Keller to the bullshit
Break through your isolation
Temple Grandin to the bullshit
Temple Grandin to the bullshit baby
Find a nicer way to kill it
Find a nicer way to kill it
Find a nicer way to kill it
Find a nicer way to kill it
Find a nicer way to kill it
Find a nicer way to kill it
Find a nicer way to kill it
Find a nicer way to kill it
Find a nicer way to kill it