Way Past Three

Late night manic Up n’ your spent Your picking the stars not like they’ll burn through your hands Blood on the pavement Your licking the floor You’ve never felt freedom like the dream you adore Eyes rolled back Time went quicker No speed Just your bones now thinner No thoughts Coz your brain weren’t fed Eyes are rolling Are we dead? Told myself I’d be back by three Sold my soul for a fantasy Fell n tripped now i’ve slipped away Into a world that was made for me Now your crying here in the corner Pray for you because you can’t find your wallet Sold your soul for a fantasy And now it’s way past three Now your finally finding the tracks There’s something heavy clinging onto your back Turn around for the mediation Your finding yourself your the infestation Your shouting but in a trapped in a bubble You try to move but your knees hit the rubble Would they see what you want them to see You promise this is part of the dream It’s just a fantasy Told myself I’d be back by three Sold my soul for a fantasy Fell n tripped now I've slipped away Into a world that was made for me But now your crying here in the corner Pray for you because you can’t find your wallet Sold your soul for a fantasy And now it’s way past three