The science, the science, the science, they say!

What about all the vaccine injuries and deaths to this day?

As egotists build statues in their image made of clay

Does anyone really trust a word they say?

Disarray.

Is there anyone you can really trust?

Not even your brother, your spouse, or a speck of dust

Who stays faithful anymore thanks to lust?

I will trick you if I can and I will help you if I must,

Disarray.

Just try to find a partner who will stay

Manmade monuments to themselves destined to decay

Can’t seem to find sleep upon the bed where I lay

The corruption going on, it’s not okay,

Disarray.

If I could only be king in the fast lane

Constantly dealing with the human stain

Then I’d probably be slain

How did our speech ever become so profane?

Disarray.

You said you didn’t want to hurt anyone anymore

Claiming I was the one that you adored

Yet, you left me as easily as walking through a door

How did I ever believe in illusions as before?

Disarray.

Disillusionment requires a special recipe

Like floating on a raft in the open sea

Like being forced to retreat to safety

As with seeking guidance on bended knee.

Disarray.

Like picking up the broken pieces of your life

Being forced to live on the edge of a knife

Seeking solitude away from all the strife

Remembering when I once had a wife.