Waking Up Is Dangerous Business
Waking up is dangerous business.
Killing time, wash the dishes.
Open the bottle, swallow silence,
Brainwash the kids, quell defiance.
Or maybe it’s just me.
Or maybe it’s just me.
Break them down, impose the dogmatic
Walk away, consider it emphatic.
Instill false virtues, pass the world into the hands of the meek.
Destroy opposition, leave the whole world weak.
Or maybe it’s just me.
Or maybe it’s just me.
Waking up is dangerous business.
Contemplative kids end up in ditches
Passive aggressive logical corruption
Chop the garbage fine, for easy consumption
Or maybe it’s just me.
Maybe it’s just me..
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