Sunday, 25 June 2017

dark room

Alone in the afternoon
I site in a dark room I live in the gloom
I don’t need a spoon to fly me to the moon
I’ll get there real soon if I take a trip

Alone in the afternoon
I site in a dark room I live in the gloom
I am doomed as my eyes see kaleidoscope zoom
very soon my soul fades away
Fading away

Alone in the afternoon
I site in a dark room I live in the gloom
Watching Cartoons on the TV
As the walls are closing in on me
then the shadows start to speak to me
Snakes are moving on the rug
Smoke is glowing in the dark
in the dark

I site in a dark room I live in the gloom
I do not need a spoon to fly me to the moon
I’ll get there real soon if I take a trip

I site in a dark room I live in the gloom
I am doomed as my eyes see kaleidoscope zoom
very soon my soul fades away
Fading away

the walls are closing in on me
as the shadows start to speak to me
Snakes are moving on the rug
Smoke is glowing in the dark
in the dark

I site in a dark room I live in the gloom
On a Bad Trip to hell
can’t you tell
UFOs and rosswell alines outside my window
Bad trip as my head fell off
I want to die die die
in the sky getting high
Who am I
as I ask the reason why

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