Human Habit

Why do we have to kill
Why do we
Nothing's inside
Can you live with nothing?
This is how I survive
I don't feel a thing
Nothing

Nothing is real
That's how I must feel
Nothing is real
That's how I must feel
Are my hatred reveals
On this world we live in
I try not to look in to its face
I don't want to spit upon
What you call living space
Noone sees eye to eye
But yet we think that some should die
I don't understand how you
Become the one who decides
If another lives or dies
Were they worthy were they not
Were they prey do we prey should we prey
Or is there even a God?