Utopian Scream - Grave Pleasures

I am an alien on my own planet

Looking at things from the outside in

With no escape and no way out

It’s hard to find a sense of what is really real

There’s something ominous in the air

Anxiety will get the better of me

The tension wells up

I’m trapped inside

A stifled scream that starts to rise

Deleted days of a teenage summer

Pulp memories in a spectrum of grey

I am an home-made psychopath

All revelations erode as we fade away

Feels like a custom built lobotomy

Mounting desire without release

I clamber up inside a devils net

As dead ends wind into a cul de sac street

Utopian scream

We gotta bite this city on the ear

Utopian scream

The future deserves to dream

Utopian scream

We gotta bite this city on the ear

Utopian scream

The future deserves to dream

Like fading stars on the edge of the sky

A white noise that starts to rise

Utopian scream

We gotta bite this city on the ear

Utopian scream

The future deserves to dream

Utopian scream

We gotta bite this city on the ear

Utopian scream

The future deserves to dream