Uneasy, uneasy
I'm feeling a bit uneasy
Inside my skin today
Woke up twisting and turning
To reality's slap in the face

Tried to fix myself with a dose of Dagoba
A sure cure to chase my morning blues away
When I wake up inside a complete mind funk
Dreading the outstretched day that lays ahead

Still after hours crawling by
I can't walk a slow and easy line
Is it stupidity I'm drunk off of
Or have delusions finally taken over

Leaving me lying under ashened skies
That shelter dancing weeping willows
Amidst endless fields of sleeping widows
Who live their lives in vestal mourning

Uneasy, uneasy
I'm feeling a bit uneasy
Inside my head today
Feels like it got stuck inside
A kaleidoscope of psychedelic colors

That's throwing disembodied visions at me
Feels like all four walls are closing in
Suffocating my day into night away
Beneath a blanket of half eaten anxieties

That's leaving me sitting upon my decision
To ignore life's directional intentions
That try to assuage my anarchic mind
With calming thoughts of capitalistic stability

That's hanging me on a cross of binding questions
Should I choose to chase my inescapable dreams
Will I be orphaned on the porch of instability
Left there to squat the rest of my life away

Uneasy, uneasy
I'm feeling a bit uneasy
Inside my questions of today
Did I squander another 24 hours
As day takes a left turn into night

Would Emma have frittered her mind away
Pondering such frivolous questions
Whose answers equal less than nothing
In the sum total equation of our existence

Have we become products of technology
With idle hands feeding oil fueled wars
Have we become enslaved to greenbacks
Turning us into a disposable society

Their answers are neither here nor there
But rather blowing in the winds of futility
Blowing downward from capitalistic neo-cons
Who duly hang their hats upon our freedoms


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