My body feels a little tired

I've been putting it through a lot

Consumed by self-image hatred

Always straddling the breaking point

My heart has gotten very heavy

From all those hours that I poured it out

Just to lose a rung on the ladder

And hear it whisper as it hits the ground

"You better teach your children to run

We're going to teach them how to fire guns"

A fine planet that ripens with hate

I am through with hurting everything that I create

A painful smile on an honest face

We still lose good people after the channels change

And I don't think they're coming back again - uh

I was born in an Iowan hospital

I'm going to die in a better place

Call me back when you've found some integrity

Cause we won't get another face to face

You were born in the midst of confusion

Your bad ideals are hereditary

You had a chance to shift and evolve

But you have chosen to be sedentary

As they say

"You better teach that fucker to run"

Find me on the highways if you care to live

I'm sorry in advance that I don't have that much to give

If you're coming here to kill me, will you make it quick

That city is alive and I can tell you, it does not forgive

Ah shit

That city is alive and I can tell you, it does not forgive

I was born in an Iowan hospital

I'm going to die in a better place