Oh, Manhattan - The Anti DaVinci lyrics

Step back, take a glance at what you've created These visions set forth are all fabricated My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak Nature is broken, the rapture approaches Black out the canvas, paint a masterpiece that's insincere Well, off to work, shake off the dirt, the end is near We're all along for the ride, but no one's behind the wheel I survived the actions of a world that stands for one desire To cut the throats of who*es and liars I abide - so tell me what I'm worth inside your eyes; they must be blind Melt down your knives for bullets, these plagues were made by human hand Guerrilla spiritual warfare... judged be the ones of mercy We're serving bits and pieces of your subconscious up on silver platters, so take a number Take a look in the mirror, tell me if who you are still comes in clear Cause my reflection disappears Melt down your knives for bullets, these plagues were made by human hand Guerrilla spiritual warfare... judged be the ones of mercy Is this insanity, or is it just genius? Survival of the fittest, it's every man for himself and we created this Melt down your knives for bullets Melt down your knives for bullets, these plagues were made by human hand