Off With Their Heads - jonatan leandoer96

Manned flowers intense tremble across vivid stones from a far away land

So distant that the coffee stains on my shirt turned into brown, brown ladybugs

And wandered all over my body 'til heavy water became black and translucent and

Tales from unknown rabbits, were the only thing you can see

And they jumped across like small, small town politicians trying to get their

word across without using any social media or anything

Just paper, and paper, and paper and, and water

Off with their heads

Off with their heads

Off with their heads

Off with their heads

Off with their heads

Off with their heads

Off with their heads

Off with their heads

Days like this ended in a flash in a deadly regime

And eternal fires where the fingers and workers in the coal factories and the

milk factories and the, and the butter factories, and the morning paper

factories

And the morning paper was only an iPhone the same size as a train

And there weren’t any trains anymore, people had to actually walk around

And segways had been abolished, just like slavery

And it kept on going for like this, ever and ever, nothing was ever a choice

anymore, you had information all over you, and this was the only thing you can

see

Off with their heads

Off with their heads (Come on now)

Off with their heads (Cut 'em off)

Off with their heads

Off with their heads

Off with their heads (Come on now)

Off with their heads (Cut 'em off)

Off with their heads

And even George Orwell couldn’t have foreseen this

There was nothing we could do anything about, there was just a world that we

lived in and

We all convinced ourselves that we were artists, this was just a part of the

big one

But there was no big one