Incubus - Vitamin
I m born
I m alive
I breathe
I n a moment or two I realize,
that the sphere upon which I reside,
is asleep on its feet.
should I go back to sleep?
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 see what I mean?
You stare at me like a vitamin
On the surface you hate,
but you know you need me.
I ll come dressed as any pill you deem fit.
Whatever helps you swallow truth
all the more easily.
And I wonder, will you digest me?
I nto the sleep machine I wont plug in,
in fact I d 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
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