Modern Science

There's a hole inside my bedroom wall, it's true
Through the hole I go when I feel low, I do
I can shed my skin and crawl within, it's true
I peel back my scene and I feel clean and new

Now I'm at the beach, the boat is gone, I sit
Sifting worlds of sand within my hand, it fits
All the hoards today dissolves away, of you
Missed you passing by my life, my eyes they knew

They knew
They knew
Temptation upon me do explode
Devastated, now I end this road
Modern science tells me I am wrong
To decide the fate it writes this song