Amiss

Are you on the move again
Making enemies of friends
Getting order out of chaos
By destroying from within

Because we saw the pieces flipped
And watched you clip them to fit
And yet here we still sit
So sit me down, slap me on the wrist
Tell me all is well and to desist
They spit recycled, time-tested lines
As they claim what was mine
But there's something alien in all of this
Something amiss

You milk this Reichstag model
Change our world while we dawdle
But they're peering through the wool
Some now march around the bull

Because we saw the pieces flipped
And watched you clip them to fit
And yet here we still sit
So sit me down, slap me on the wrist
Tell me all is well and to desist
They spit recycled, time-tested lines
As they claim what was mine
But there's something alien in all of this
Something amiss