Nativity - Babyland

Made of mistakes

I’m made of mistakes

Never listen to your instincts

Override all your senses

Broken down and defenseless

Made of mistakes

Made of mistakes

Never try to defy this

You’re better off with submission

Your ignorance is a blessing

Nativity

Put it all on display

Nativity

They put it all on display

Made of mistakes

Made of mistakes

Why, why, why?

Do we need to prove

In such a twisted light

That we’re somehow worth while

The words can change

We made 'em up

Thousands of years

And still we’re stuck with

A wretched fairy tale

Ancient lies

A rule by fear

To keep us down

To keep us in line

Made of mistakes

We’re made of mistakes

Star to listen to your instincts

Question all the answers

Questions are the answers to everything

Nativity

And put it all on display

Nativity

We want to be on display

So why are we here?

And what is the meaning?

Has it come to this?

Has it come to us?

Come to us…

The search is on

And we’re all alone

How do we survive?

Is it up to us?

It’s up to us

It’s not wonder why I feel

So terrified

It’s no wonder why I feel like

It could end tonight…