This line is metaphysical  And on the one side, on the one side  The bad have lived in wickedness  And on the other side, on the other side  The good have lived in arrongance  And there's a steep slope  With a short rope  This line is metaphysical  And there's a steady flow  Moving to and fro    Oh, look you earned your wings  Are you an angel, now  Or a vulure  Constantly hovering over  Waiting for the big mistake    Oh, my God, what have I done?  Oh, my God, what have I done?    Wouldn't you love to be  On the cover of a magazine?  Healthy skin, perfect teeth  Designed to hide what lies beneath    I feel the darkness growing stronger  As you cram light down my throat  How does that work out for you  In your holy quest to be above reproach?