It's a disease, .. and they're all green
It emminates from their being
Agitation, . with occupation.
And like weeds, . with big leaves
Stealing light from what's beneath
Where they have more, ..
Still they take more.
Course I know, . then I don't
There's a stoway with my throat
It's deceiving
I don't believe him.
We can scream, . out our doors
Behind the wall a fat man snores
In his dreams he's, ..
Choking on leaves.
Well I guess
There's nothing wrong with what you say
Believe me
Just asking you to sway
No white
Or black
Just grey
Can you feel this, .
World with your heart and not your brain?