Like a god begging to be murdered A revolving door that only goes one way A simple force speaking through a conduit A baby born on an ordinary day A Jesus that doesn’t want to be a Jesus Is given no other choice than to be a Jesus. Understanding life is meaningfully worthless The world was born to k** all the Jesuses There’s something big and powerful and wise And it’s begging us to end its worthless life So let’s be Temple Grandin for the night And find a friendly way to make it die. On an empty street in a neighborhood that used to be better In an empty house once filled with heavy sh** In a nearly empty bed inside a nearly empty room I learned it There’s something big and powerful and wise And it’s begging us to end its tragic life So let’s be Temple Grandin for the night A hug without a human is alright We’ll find a friendly way to make it die A hug without a human is alright We’ll find a friendly way to make it die