One Problem And Counting

It’s scary to wake up in the clothes that you’ve worn yesterday
I can’t remember anything
I guess I’m better off that way
surrounded by empty bottles and shut blinds
surrounded by obvious signs
It’s scary when you wake up to a place that you have seen before
a bedroom which you have observed through a peephole from next door
what has happened here
you’re lying brisued on the floor what have
I done mirrors smashedhands are sore
Everyone else was still asleep in their cages that they call home
while I come around came pick you up
Don’t scream don’t fight please don’t be afraid I’ll be watching over you
don’t curse don’t bite everything is gonna change red stains will turn brown
Let’s leave this place everything is messed up here
let’s change the set to the underground garage
everyone else was still asleep in their cages that they call home
while I used the night to bring us out of here
tonight we’re explorers like astronauts
searching for a ship to leave
leaving everything behind