It’s a late night. You don’t know what’s hiding.
Paranoia’s hunting me for sure. No lying.
I’m sitting in a corner, hearing steps closer and closer.
Heart starts beating like a rollercoaster.
Nightmare scenario. I am radically scared
of what might be in there.
All my friends long gone and dead.
Meanwhile the demons are coming out of nowhere.
Out of nowhere they’re coming out.
The secret gateway is right about to be opened up.
Blue metallic forces coming from above, hungry for some morsel.
So slow your horses, you’ll need it.
Because when your mind’s been deleted they put some LSD in.
Taking away your freedom. You cannot beat’em as
long you remain trapped deep within the credence.
Gotta get the boom-bede-bapp before you fall, brother.
Gotta feel me come around when it comes to love, brother.
Will you come to boom-bede-bapp within my claws, sister?
Or will you only have my jaws?
I gotta get out of here.