To have us, to hurt us, to love us
To feel the way that we do, well
They come from a distinctly different
Point of view
So bending and twisting and shaping
Our back, our soul and our drive, well
Visions of black but no color at all
But that's just about what we knew
We are what we are
We are what we are
We are what we are
No, not nearly as far as
That hole goes down
That hole goes down