Are we just flies
Who get swatted away
Maybe someday
They'll realize
The predictable line
We all cross
Oh well
Their loss
Lives in their hives
Live in their eyes
Give a high five and fly away
Know he decides
He made us this size
Or is it a lie, the great after party
I'm sick of this fun
It's now time to run
Live in a star and restart the game
Reincarnate
Open your eyes
And realize you're not a fly