Laughing whilst they’re loudly screaming

Sinners at the door trying to get in, on the phone mass murderers are calling

Hit the gas not worried about my mind

Paying the day back with pain in kind,

Insanity heckling whilst Mr Jekyll is out there fretting 

Take a shot take a sip, robots dancing close at the hip

A thousand dreamers wrapped in 60’s blankets looking for love from countless schemers 

Crawl into bed the day the shadows calling

My turn to dream, watch the world turn as fast as I’m falling 

Doing no good here, try better tomorrow, find the right words, brighter and clear

On can only hope

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