Left is no more important than right
As right is not undoubtedly the correct way
Distance can be a line
Outer s***e amid two points is often a sphere
(A man can plot) evil
(On his line and) win
Though as he traverses his line he discerns
That his way leads to his death
A fate not matched by his opponent
Who traveled the distance instead
Flat is a concept that disregards round
And circular nature has us in a linear realization
(A man can plot) evil
(On his line and) win
Though as he traverses his line he discerns
That his way leads to his death
A fate not matched by his opponent
Who traveled the distance instead
As those humble in nature will also die
Though will never cease to exist
Not to say there is a correct fashion
But there is a correct line, yeah
They say love can move a mountain, yes
They say love there is no other way
I say that it's love that made those mountains
I say (that love made us human)
(A man can plot) evil
(On his line and) win
Though as he traverses his line he discerns
That his way leads to his death
A fate not matched by his opponent
Who traveled the distance instead
As those humble in nature will also die
Though will never cease to exist
Not to say there is a correct fashion
...But there is a correct line
This message was brought to you by a human being
As right is not undoubtedly the correct way
Distance can be a line
Outer s***e amid two points is often a sphere
(A man can plot) evil
(On his line and) win
Though as he traverses his line he discerns
That his way leads to his death
A fate not matched by his opponent
Who traveled the distance instead
Flat is a concept that disregards round
And circular nature has us in a linear realization
(A man can plot) evil
(On his line and) win
Though as he traverses his line he discerns
That his way leads to his death
A fate not matched by his opponent
Who traveled the distance instead
As those humble in nature will also die
Though will never cease to exist
Not to say there is a correct fashion
But there is a correct line, yeah
They say love can move a mountain, yes
They say love there is no other way
I say that it's love that made those mountains
I say (that love made us human)
(A man can plot) evil
(On his line and) win
Though as he traverses his line he discerns
That his way leads to his death
A fate not matched by his opponent
Who traveled the distance instead
As those humble in nature will also die
Though will never cease to exist
Not to say there is a correct fashion
...But there is a correct line
This message was brought to you by a human being