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Pity The Dead

de Bad Religion

There's a boy in crimson rags with a grimace and a spoon
And a little sullen girl face-up staring at the moon
And there's no one around to hear their lonesome cries
Then they pass away alone into the night

Why do we pity the dead?
Are you churned by emotion from the voices in your head?
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself why
Oh why do we pity the dead?!

Well, you've seen the disease, suffering and decay
And you whisper to yourself blissfully it's okay
And you still refuse the possibility
(That the dead are better off than we!)

Why do we pity the dead?
Are you scared of the logic that swirls within your head?
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself why
Oh why do we pity the dead?
Pity the dead!

Tell me what you see
Tell me what you know
Is there anyone who lives a painless life?
If there is show me so

The destitute and famished, demonic and the banished
Dejected and the ostracized, the brainwashed and paralyzed
The conquered and objectified, the few who see the other side
Tell me what you see, it's a mortal wretched cacophony

Let's go!

In the end you may find there's no guiding subtle light
No ancestors or friends, no judge of wrong or right
Just eternal silence and dormancy
And a final everlasting peace

Why do we pity the dead?
Are you churned by emotion from the voices in your head?
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself why
Oh why do we pity the dead? (Why do we)
(Why do we)
Why do we pity the dead?!

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