They’re living their lives at our feet
Making a meal of most all anything
Can you blame them?
Grabbing a taste of our skin
Probably ain’t healthy for them
Watch it puff when the pinch
Picking up traces
Of dust and the twigs
I’m sure you’ve stepped straight
Into a pile of them!
Crawling up socks
And then moving between
Its a second or two
Before you notice a thing
Disrupting a life
Times one million and five
They don’t even question
The motive in time
Maybe they do
And then maybe its cool
But they just go rebuild
Everything that we’ve ruined
Like an ant
God damn it we’re like ants, ants
And i can understand, ants
Just the common man, ants
When you’re crawling and everybody isn’t
When you’re crawling and they don’t see the difference
When you’re crawling and they don’t understand it
When you’re crawling and everybody’s standing
I’ve played in the grove
Where its sunny and hot
Some piles are egyptian pyramids
Some piles are not
The red ones have brown eyes
On the black ones
You can’t see their black eyes
Against them, so small
What if we are all,
Just another lost colony
Yet to live under a boot?
I don’t know if that’s true
I’m just thinking and writing
And thinking and typing it through
When you’re crawling and everybody isn’t
When you’re crawling and they don’t see the difference
When you’re crawling and everybody’s standing up
When you’re crawling and you don’t know what the fuck
Ants
God damn it we’re like x2
But i can understand x2
You’re crawling
You’re crawling to me, me
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