كلمات The Pain looks good on you

What will you do ? What will it prove ? When your indifference comes back to you What can i say to make you understand ? All of your misery comes from your own hands Why ban the bomb ? Why turn the other cheek ? Why care at all ? When the pain looks good on you Can't you see past your own vanity ? Or does self worship rule your land of apathy ? Why ban the bomb ? Why turn the other cheek ? Why care at all ? When the pain looks good on you You push me i push back no reason to think You push me i push back you lose if you blink You push me i push back no reason to think You push me i push back you lose if you blink Why ban the bomb ? Why turn the other cheek ? Why care at all ? When the pain looks good on you You must want to suffer You must love to hate yourself So why seek solutions when the pain looks good on you