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