There must be purpose here, cuz most of us keep waking up
(Don't you think it's pretty here?)
It's so unexpectedly predictable, so sloppily intentional
Does anyone know the punch-line yet?
There must be rhythm here, cuz all of us have a heartbeat
(Don't you see the music here?)
Inside our ribs we tick an average of 60 beats a minute
(A-rum-pum-pum-pum. A-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum.)
There must be forgiveness here, cuz most of us have our weaknesses
(Tell me what are your weaknesses?)
I don't know myself, and I'm afraid of you. I'm happiest on chemicals
The goings come and the comings go. Forgive me I'm just an animal
There must be healing here, cuz everybody here has been damaged.
And we'll wear it like a tattoo, every scar is a smile
To hell with the going down
There must be afterlife here, cuz we all pray for resurrection
You see, the end comes quick as a bullet
