And
we
kill
one
another
for
love
And
we
grace
it
so
gradually
And
we
kill
one
another
for
love
And
we
make
it,
yeah,
we
make
it
bleed
And
I
see
we're
all
looking
above
Are
you
crazy?
What
are
we
thinking
of?
And
this
ain't
you
And
this
ain't
me
We
all
got
hands
But
we
cannot
feel
It's
a
crazy
situation
It's
a
crooked,
ended
room
It's
a
mask
of
information
'Cause
he
wants
her,
and
she
wants
me
And
we
wanna
be
with
the
one
that
we
need
And
he
wants
her,
and
she
wants
me
And
we
all
wanna
be
with
the
one
that
we
need
And
he
wants
what
she
wants
And
I
wanna
be
with
the
one
who
thinks
I'm
her
brother
Thinks
I'm
her
brother...