Abram

Abram, either wake up or go to bed

You're sleepwalking with a delirious head

You were programmed a long, long, long time ago

Your stories are old, old and your acclimation is slow

Oh, go to sleep

Not much of what you say makes any sense

Cook up some myths then ask for obedience

Even though you mean well, well most of the time

You've aided delusion and created bias in our minds

Oh, go to sleep