early morning dreams

cookies and cream in hot chocolate tubs
moody memories of chocked up clubs
scary close-ups, bloody light bulbs
evil minds plotting to fight us

and we bowed heads and shook hands
howling at the holy fucking weekend
moonwalk talk, a few remarks
restless farts make us sound smart

forks and torches, seaside porches
seek and hide down hills of torture
fortune tellers nurturing our future
few true lovers lost in futile rituals

and a sudden need to scream
run fast, away from this scheme
looks scary to me, know what I mean?

soaked in sweat, real fantasies
gray rainy rays,
early morning dreams.