Dream, dream, dance

manic in a stream with major motion dreams
kept my tee so clean because i wanna get picked on the team
mind oh my i am losing my mind i want to take this needle and shove it straight into my thigh
i wake up every day with this horrid twinge in my spine
flying over my head taking over the dread, i hear the blare they all want us to be immensely aware of before we’re all marred
they’ll tell us not to get scared and maybe prepare, our despair will be the very first thing that gets aired
falling destroying rumbling while i’m in my room studying past systems from afar
it’s begun worrying me like a scar
restarting from the beginning discerning all the tiny differences i see now we aren’t exactly in a safe distance
despite the ordinances that have been passed, we are going back to the past
and no matter how much one tries to deny, it’s another lesson undyed and unlearned and boy am i concerned
people saying keep some hope but soon folks won’t be able to buy a bar of soap
the blood is on our hands we’ve smeared it on the land
the ants we’ve stomped on are now dancing in our pants