My salty eyes assaulted by indifference and deadened minds
To those who take such great pleasure in causing others pain
It seems empathy's in short supply, I struggle for a reason why
Nothing makes an impact, a puzzle I can't explain
But I guess there are some things were not supposed to understand
Yes I guess there are some things were not supposed to understand
As I ruminate brutality and sensless slaughter
Frustration closes in on me
I try to illuminate this ever distant, darkening corner
But by then there's nothing left to see
But I guess there are some things were not supposed to understand
And I know there are some things I do not want to understand
Sometimes I feel we're living on a giant Easter Island
Stone faces blankly stare unfazed, unmoved by tragedy
But even worse are the thoughtless bastards whose heartless humor breaks the silence
Still callous though confronted with inhuman cruelty
But I guess there are some things were not supposed to understand
Yes I guess there are some things were not supposed to understand
But I guess there are some things were not supposed to understand
And I know there are some things I do not want to understand