DREAMS PERVERTED
 
one day
the sun out on a mundane
Monday morning
when it just rained
a little bit prior
and it just sustained

off in the distance
a mist and a rainbow
shown for an instant
a living light, a pocket, a prism
a vision -- so quickly
I realized my mind
and my eyes done tricked me
why can't I survey my surroundings
without me doubting?
just keep counting
the ways that perception
perpeates in all direction
to the point there's no exception

it's like unless you're locked in an airtight box
the parasites are gonna get in your thoughts
even if you take the injections
you can't escape the infections

ah ha, I'm talking to my, I'm talking to my, I'm talking to myself
I'm talking to my, I'm talking to my, I'm talking to myself
I'm talking to my, I'm talking to my, I'm talking to myself
I'm talking to my, I'm talking to my, I'm talking to my

[I felt like I was losing control]
[nightmares]
[they wouldn't listen and they put me here]

[during the day, they let me out with the others]
[we sit in the sun and wait]
[we sleep and we dream]
[I fell in and out of half dreams]
[sleep, nightmares, dreams perverted]
[I remember my father saying you're about to awaken when you dream that you're dreaming]