We'll kick you and your devotion
To sloth wonder in caveman style
You are only crawling faster
Your eyes indent, your oblong head
Canonized in REM rhythm
You're not standing upright yet

Sitting guilty in the spirit of a passive sinner
Oh look, your head
It's like a hospital hosting hypochondriacs
You got yourself uptight

Are there anymore?
Facts or fiction fit for further alliteration
You seem so safely spoon fed
And we can't operate on oblivious
We're not partners in or paramedics for

This whole world's going to make you a part of it
This whole world is going to leave you out
Call someone to alleviate the senses
Never let ever, let your body feel
How your mind could leave it

You can see it in our faces
For we have traveled far
Your mind is a long divide
A simple fraction of our time

Deduct your logic, we'll lock up
Or maybe just unlatch it
And throw yourself off
If you were meant for the wealth of applause
Would a first floor window have a lock

There are no bleachers by bedsides
People build people in their
(Your)
Heads