You may insist I'm crazy
But I retain the truth
It's the hardest thing to see sometimes
That it's only something inside you
And if you're thinking maybe
You have sufficient proof...
The explanation's hazy
But I still understand
You'll subscribe to any superstition
That makes you feel your life was planned
Some made-up "God" will save me
If things get out of hand
I just need to fall in line
I need to believe
And I ask: what for?
And I ask: what for?
And I ask: what for?
And I ask: what for?
And I ask: what for?
And I ask: what for?
