Sleeper

[Verse 1] Waking up beside the cousin of sleep Discussing my week with the mirror, brushing my teeth Dozens of dreams cataloged in my notes scattered on My covers and sheets, rummaging at the crack of dawn Through crumpled receipts for pills to tap the damn alarm I either feel knackered or a need to keep a dagger drawn In fact, if I tagged along and sang a happy song Perhaps we could find some common ground for dancing on As it stands I’m on some other shit Another kid rancid, wrong, handle gone, vandal on trampled lawn Man, swear I’ll get my blessings soon Staring at a crescent moon, beware of when a hairy adolescent bloom Very messy room, carpet is stained Watching the particles, rain drops in the yard and my brain stops And a strange thought enters my head Something waits on the end of my bed [Hook] Looking for your cereal bowl Rolled outta bed, scribbling your dreams into notes Low profile, flow vile, nefarious goals I’ll carry your material soul - to the land of nod Looking for your cereal bowl Rolled outta bed, scribbling your dreams into notes Low profile, flow vile, nefarious goals I’ll carry your material soul - Sleeper [Verse 2] Scatterbrained and panicked trying to ascertain Fact from fake when shit I see don’t show in camera frames Having strange happenings happen day after day Shadows dance ballet, prance and play as I glance away Walking in a trance past the morning bus No shortage of my little phantasmagorias An elongated figure stands at my door at dusk And when it tries to twist the handle, I force it shut Talks timidly, pretty broads tend to leave In his proximity, fishy thoughts finicky Dizzy, lost in his dreams, spitting coughing and screaming At demons when he’s leaving his sleep and Waking up at 10, I make a cup again Pick up a pen and write what I remember on my covers when A sudden stench interrupts the jotting I look up and see a green face I’ve often seen in dream states, chuckling [Hook]