Poke the Beehive

You get bored when everything is peaceful
When the ink is dry on a long term lease
You always try to sabotage it
I don't understand your logic

You get bored when things are going well
When your life lacks drama I can always tell
Cause that's usually when I
See that wicked look in your eye

And then you poke the beehive, stir things up
Just to see what happens when your world erupts
You like to poke the beehive, disappear
Then you crawl back home when the smoke has cleared
You like to poke the beehive

You don't like it until things are fractured
From whatever story that you manufactured
That's when I start running
Cause I can feel it coming

You get bored with all the same old faces
The same old bodies and the same old places
And the same old conversations
And you get so impatient

And then you poke the beehive, stir things up
Just to see what happens when your world erupts
You like to poke the beehive, disappear
Then you run like hell when the smoke has cleared

And then you poke the beehive, stir things up
Just to see what happens when your world erupts
You like to poke the beehive, just for fun
Then you stand there laughing while we all get stung

You like to poke the beehive
Poke the beehive
Poke the beehive
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