Im born, Im alive, I breathe In a moment or two I realize That this sphere upon which I reside Is asleep upon its feet Should I, should I, should I go back to sleep? You stare at me like Im a vitamin On the surface you hate But you know you need me Ill come dressed as any pill you deem fit Whatever helps you swallow the truth All the more easily We orbit the sun I grow up My open eyes see A zombified, somnambulist society Leaving us as vitamins For the hibernating human animal Do you, do you, do you see what I mean? You stare at me like Im a vitamin On the surface you hate But you know you want me Ill come dressed as any pill you deem fit Whatever helps you swallow the truth All the more easily And I wonder, will you digest me, me, me? Into the sleep machine I wont plug in In fact Id rather die before I will comply To you, my friend I write the reason I still live Cause in my mind its set the vitamin is ripe to give Coming closer to another 2000 years You and I will pry The closed eye of the sleep machine!!!!!
Posted on: Wed, 16 Apr 2014 00:03:51 +0000
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