Drive your body like it's yours
I am sorry, I'm a zombie
You understand?
But of course
Must be confusing selves with you as
I do when I need onhand people
To project my idea of Self onto
How could you be so untoward?
You deserve a fat reward
For such an atrocious expialidocious bullshit job
Use the eyeballs in your skull
Is it not wonderful
How the world looks at you
As you see them do?
Through and through
You have them looking at you
As only they can do
Here's to you
Frame your freedom in a fence
Judge your own evident impotent ignorant malcontentment
Common sense can no longer befriend your
Uncompassionate zombie existence