Egoism in crisis
It all seems so pious
It all seems so righteous
Reflecting shades of common bias

Mirror, fractured into several states.
Issued come a false set of plates

Checkered in neon flows the matted flag
Sightlines fall upon the stag
Set on hind legs as if to brag.

Cowardice departs in favor of fear. The hunter becomes the deer.

Tires rip against the grain
Their tread carry the ****** stain
No misery left here to feign
Backs up, to do it all again