Grave Pleasures Utopian Scream
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
