Lights Out from Psychological Photographs by Pumpkin Friend

Hallucinations in the rearview mirror
Always disappear when I turn around
To see if they are really there
And I’m not inclined to
Think straight
With the lights on
Stay awake
So I can kill dawn

Imagination
Running fast
Is it the future or the past?
What’s going on?
What’s in the trunk?
Who’s up there sleeping
In the other bunk?

And I can’t
Think straight
With the lights on
Stay awake
So I can kill dawn

I’m all wound up inside
Trying to survive
I want something to care about
I want someone to get down with

The stars, this face
Are on the mirror, are on the mirror
Footsteps have lost their place in space
They’ve disappeared
They’ve disappeared

Running backwards in a psychic room
Everybody says I’m not alone
It’s not enough
I’m playin’ rough
I’m gonna explode
And I don’t feel like
Thinking straight
With the lights on
Staying awake so I can kill dawn

I’m up here in the wind
Rocking back and forth I’m pinned
In a carnival car with a dark stranger and the stars
Falling out of life

I’m all wound up inside
Trying to survive
I want something to care about
I want someone to get down with me

I’m sick of the TV sound
Gettin’ me down and down
Through the walls
Invading me
I’m willing to be
My own sovereignty
This isolation is hard on me
But I can still see the stars in the sky

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