My body feels a little tired
I've been putting it through a lot
Consumed by self-image hatred
Always straddling the breaking point
My heart has gotten very heavy
From all those hours that I poured it out
Just to lose a rung on the ladder
And hear it whisper as it hits the ground
"You better teach your children to run
We're going to teach them how to fire guns"
A fine planet that ripens with hate
I am through with hurting everything that I create
A painful smile on an honest face
We still lose good people after the channels change
And I don't think they're coming back again - uh
I was born in an Iowan hospital
I'm going to die in a better place
Call me back when you've found some integrity
Cause we won't get another face to face
You were born in the midst of confusion
Your bad ideals are hereditary
You had a chance to shift and evolve
But you have chosen to be sedentary
As they say
"You better teach that fucker to run"
Find me on the highways if you care to live
I'm sorry in advance that I don't have that much to give
If you're coming here to kill me, will you make it quick
That city is alive and I can tell you, it does not forgive
Ah shit
That city is alive and I can tell you, it does not forgive
I was born in an Iowan hospital
I'm going to die in a better place