Clowns Lucid Again
There are tools used
To control us
That we have no
Idea of
There are people
Looking through your
Windows as you
Just live, but
What do they want?
They are there, we know it
But what do they want?
There is someone
Looking at me
In the mirror
While I'm naked in the shower
But what do they want?
There is something
Underneath me
When I'm swimming
In the ocean, just watching
But what do they want?
They are there, we know it
But what do they want?
The only thing that
We are sure of
Is that no one
Really knows
Are we alive?
Or are we just
Existential?
So I check my vital signs
Pull my hair and there's no pain
Agh, lucid again
