The Ways of Life
It’s not the way to go
It just ain’t the way
Even when I am gray
I won’t be fond of this day
Higher, the mother ship takes us higher
Burning in my eyes it’s fire
And water together at last

What do you think we’re here for?
What do you think it is that I adore?
We’re told we have a choice to make
But is insanity our ticket to freedom?
I don’t think so

We must serve ourselves the freedom
Rise up and take back human rights
Brainwashed, unsober, drunk on lies
The line of Cain never dies

Not you, not your world, too, yeah
I don’t need to take this, oh, no, no
Riding in the backseat of this crazy game called life
Must I understand, so young, the fight
Hanging 'round, never seeming to get older
Oh, the line of Cain never dies

What’s disorder anyway?
Not so natural, take it my way
Oh, these are the ways of life
Oh, ways of life