Why are we here, no one knows Killin and lovin and wearin clothes Talkin and yellin and tradin blows And walkin around like fools Who am I, Im like you Who are you, you are what you do Do me wrong and youre wrong too And thats the Golden Rule Aint it just like love To double cross you again Get right under your skin Do you in Money and war, its insane Acting like the devil with Gods name But us and them, were both the same And were all left to suffer So dust to dust and bread to bread Sin and pain and loneliness Life is real and so is death And were all born blood brothers Aint it just like love To double cross you again Get right under your skin Do you in
bread, double, dust, skin, tradin