Abram

Abram, either wake up or go to bed You're sleepwalking with a delirious head You were programmed a long, long, long time ago Your stories are old, old and your acclimation is slow Oh, go to sleep Not much of what you say makes any sense Cook up some myths then ask for obedience Even though you mean well, well most of the time You've aided delusion and created bias in our minds Oh, go to sleep