Your Misplaced Self

We are the faultless gods
We are the devil's seeds
We see our misplaced selves in everything

Once we agree to discard one another
Then we can dehumanize
Living a life where perfection means flawless
Isn't a life to desire
Once we agree to discard one another
Then we can dehumanize
Living a life where perfection means flawless
Is only a life that will lead you away from your true self

We all look blameless from where I stand
Come pull the trigger, I'll hold your hand
We all look guilty from where I stand
So come pull the trigger and I'll hold
Your hand

To someone else, you're a monster
To someone else, you're a dream
The places left that we intersect can determine

Our views on these
Define yourself with your judgments
As if your record is clean
So go and bury yourself as a saint, and you'll never learn anything

I am the faultless God
I am the devil's seed
I am your misplaced self in everything