Lights rave my vision in this undead town

And your footsteps sound like drum beats

As you mix in with the songs in my head

Never have I ever been so helplessly down


For someone with a lacking, slow spirit

But it’s sort of mystical, slow dancing

Leakings into my blood as the music does too

No pain, no hurt, no chance is better than it


On repeat like a radio static love song

I’m still fighting the exquisite taste

That comes from you and cuts so deep

No satisfaction has felt so wrong


A new sort of realm for my heart to explore

And then torture into frightening joy

Rollercoaster horror ride but still touchable

Come on, what are you waiting for?


You can’t see what I see…