Humans + Ants in Proportion (Unfinished)

They're living their lives at our feet
 Making a meal of most all, anything
 Can you blame them? Grabbing a taste of our skin
 Probably ain't healthy for them, watch it puff when they pinch
 Picking up traces of dust and the twigs
 I'm sure you've stepped straight into a pile of them
 Crawling up socks and then moving between
 It's a second or two 'fore you notice a thing
 Disrupting a life, times one million and five
 They don't even question the motives in time
 Maybe they do and, then, maybe it's cool
 But they just go rebuild everything that we've ruined
 Like an ant, ants
 Goddamn it, we're like ants, ants
 And I can understand, ants
 Just like a common man, ants
 When you're crawling and everybody's in it
 When you're crawling and they don't see the difference
 When you're crawling and they don't understand it (understand you)
 When you're crawling and everybody's standing
 I've played in the grove where it's sunny and hot
 Some piles are Egyptian pyramids, some piles are not
 The red ones have brown eyes (brown eyes) on the black ones
 You can't see their black eyes against them, so small
 What if we're all just another lost colony
 Yet to live under a boot? I don't know if that's true
 I'm just thinking and writing
 And thinking and typing it through
 When you're crawling and everybody isn't
 When you're crawling and they don't see the difference
 When you're crawling and everybody's standing up
 When you're crawling and you don't know what the fuck (ants)
 Goddamn it, we're like (goddamn it, we're like)
 But I can understand (but I can understand)
 You're crawling (just like a common man)
 You're crawling to me, me (ants, ants, ants, ants)