The world looks pretty good doesn't it?
The future's looking brighter than the sun could ever shine
It's only one more murder, but that's how we kill time
And our brothers feel like failures and our sisters like a whore
And the fatherless and widowed ones are never cared for

Billboards and television took the place
Of genuine forgiveness and grace
And all the ones who try to resist get displaced
I can feel my toes get stepped on
I can feel your slap in the face?

It's a terminal illness
It's a fatal disease
You should blame yourself for it
But I know you'll blame me?
It's the stone we all cast
Trying to knock a guilty man dead
It's the stone that comes back and hits you in the head

Things are gonna change I can feel it
This world can only get better
Just dispose of the ones you don't want
So you don't have to wear the letter
And our children feel like trash
They're things we throw away
We're not living for tomorrow
And we want to die today

Cyberspace took the place of Heaven
And we want Jesus to be like the clerk at a seven eleven
Serving us whatever we want and giving us our way
And we'll betray him tomorrow like we betray him today

It's a terminal Illness
It's a fatal disease
Throw money at the problem
And it's the problem that you feed
Like the guilotine on judgement day hungry for a head
There won't be any conflict if everybody's dead?

This place is better than God's green Earth (that's your affliction)
Like a baby giving birth (contradiction)
And it's gonna drag you on! (it's your benediction)
You know you're in love and there's no escape
From anything real that you don't hate
And it's a fact that it's going to kill us
Because we all have a terminal illness