Animals On An Island
Island Chronicles: Unveiling the Enigmatic Dance of Deception
Lyrics
You and I constructed by the most aloof and devious intentions
You and I were created with secretive and cunning motives.
We separate divide and warp and recognise not a single thing we see
We actively disconnect, distort, and fail to recognize anything in our surroundings.
Well I do not yearn for their most exclusive of suggestions
I don't desire their exclusive suggestions.
Or submit to the masters that you serve
I won't submit to the masters you serve.
Be not surprised by the lack of your exposure to diversions
Don't be surprised that you lack exposure to distractions.
All the waters never dived in or disturbed
The unexplored waters and disturbances remain untouched.
We're all animals on an island
We are all beings isolated on an island.
All those broken bridges submerged for miles
Broken bridges are submerged for miles.
Suffocating in these wide and open prisons
We feel suffocated in these vast and open confines.
Offered dream tickets by those with alligator smiles
We are enticed by false promises from those with deceptive smiles.
There's a whole lot of ugly out there
There is a significant amount of ugliness in the world.
Bequeathed as beauty one might say
What is considered beautiful is often inherited ugliness.
By curators and closet dictators not a stitch of their tapestries dare stray
Curators and hidden rulers keep their creations strictly controlled.
Well I've most of all excelled at pretending to be a person
I have excelled at pretending to be a person throughout my life.
All my life nearly each and every day
Every day, I've pretended to be someone I'm not.
In the pharmacies and the behemoths of those faceless interventions
In the pharmaceutical and massive interventions, I've only chosen the challenging path.
Twas the red pill I only ever chose to take
The metaphorical "red pill" was my only choice.
Everything was go until it stopped
Everything was going well until it suddenly stopped.
You thought everything was perfect until it was not
You believed everything was perfect until it wasn't.
I do not strive to purposely be so out of place
I don't aim to be intentionally out of place.
While I pretend to be a person each and every day
While pretending to be a person, I experience this every day.
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