We keep Going back and forth from awake and asleep
We teeter on complacency as we rest inside the deep
Disregard can come on like a thief
Steal away our morals while we try to keep our feet,
And we delight in simplicity
and push away any complexity
Anything vexing or contradictory,
We stay relaxed so as to not become perplexingly reactionary,
Cause confusion is the devils play thing,
Or at least that must be what's so terrifying,
Cause we hide from knowledge like it's veracity
Can rip and tear like a slasher movie
And they're not wrong.
Ignorance is bliss, so they say,
And to find yourself where night becomes day,
Will open yourself up to realize not all are OK
And that can be terrifying to display,
The horrors are neon and throw color into the gray,
And you just pull the curtains and find a comfortable corner to stay,
You flip the record, turn up the speakers and let the music play,
Comforting and opaque,
Solitary as you can make,

But the disenfranchised are screaming, pounding at your door,
As you lie under the covers you so adore,
The violence and hate are so clear but you create something more,
A damaging, hope destroying tolerance that leaves us buried under the floor,
And you cry Foul as they fight to be heard,
But the hearts beneath the floorboard are pounding loud enough to hurt,
And no earplugs nor radio can drown out the words,
Despite your ignorance and complacency, we will not be ignored.