The silence of both god and science

Machine gun guilt
 
We Open our mouths
Screaming bullets of words
Some of its truth
Some of it's not
 
All you did was make an egg
After you already Downed a bowl of oatmeal
Chewy obnoxiously loud
After lying about
How you'd have been to work  

 
A kiss doesn't mean the same to me as it does to you...,,
 
You drop acid almost every other weekend
You say you believe in aliens and preach love to both women and men
You say many a great thing
But do not live by it completely
 And I'm guilty of my own faults
 
And When it comes to love I'm just a fool
 
The fool  
Fool  
Fool
Looking for love  
Like stripping wallpaper off walls
Admiring the old designs