Snakes in my brain

Dusty seat
Passengers on the same ride
Have to get along
All night

Can i cope ?
With all of this ?

Trying to restrain
Don’t let the insanity
Take over my brain
Or this ride will turn
Into a fearfull freight train
And the mass murderer
Lurking under the surface
Takes over and messes it up
Drinking blood from my coffee cup
After squeezing it out
From the remains of someone’s veins

Blood on the seats
Carving up bodies
Felt kinda neat

I sink back into my seat
And surrender
To a night to remember


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