They got us sucking our own tails
Since day minus something
They got us doing their dirty work
And much worse under draped hypnosis
And or multi-dimensional travel
They got us exactly
Where they want us
And since they got us
Tagged numbered and numbed out
The better the identification process
The more chances of finding our pairs
The clones produced with our genes
The time they popped in
Nice and quiet three thirteen in the night
For genetical material
And on their level
To get high

Cause that’s how they’re programmed

For every operation every field trip

They get to suck a part of our consciousness

The part associated with fear

The liquids produced by humans

When experiencing absolute fearI

Used by our designers as a form of drug

By scaring you shitless oh ever so briefly
Then erasing the memory
And F’ing off until?
Until the program reminds them
Of a periodic check-up or some follow up
Cauyse they are the guardians
Of the food source
They got us
Scared shitless
And that really suits them
Since they feed on the hormones
Humans secrete
When fear ultimately
Takes over
A fear much more terrifying than the fear
Od death
This is the fear
Of knowing you’ll have to live
Through their insane scenarios
Go through the motions
Of seemingly impossible physical interventions leaving
Barely a small scar here and a tiny speck there
Although a major operation took place
By humanoids no human canout-anything
Like these guys are terrifying
Their feats
Have made me understand
How small we really are
And like every cowboy
Under six foot
My vivacious complexes
Are making the future an explosive cocktail
That I will not
Be able to refuse
So what am I gonna do
When the truth comes out?
I’m gonna marry me a woman from outta this world
And blow my way
Outta this here cell!…
Why d’you ask?

They as in greyish-blue individuals who show up around your bed, usually accompanied by one or two mates, in the middle of the night, with a plan for a little sighseeing you just cannot resist despite the time of night…