Walking After Midnight

out after midnight searching lurking hurtin howling

at the fucking moon

i watch the nieghbors close they curtains

turning out they porch lights

and i don't even know why

on the strole all alone

and like nobodie's gonna die

i'm just looking for the answers to the questions that i'm asking

we're all lost and when i started thought that means

that time is passing

barely grasping to the moment an irrational thought

and this prescription got me feeling distraught

it's just a matter of time i feel my brain growing

vacant

what the fuck is going on i'm like an alzhiemers'

patient

and this situation it seems like de ja vu

i wish i had an explanation and i pray i knew

how i got to where i'm going what i'm trying to find

looking for my sanity but i lost my fucking mind

no where to be found i think i need some fuckinf help

walking after midnight and i'm searching for myself

i'm out here walking

out here by myself

out in the moon light

through the darkness

after midnight- hey

searching for you

i'm trying to find you

right foot over left left foot over right

i let my dog out to piss in the middle of the night

in my back yard illuminated by the moon light

is a woman in a haze from the back she's looking tight

worry not he don't bite but why are you in my yard miss

she waved me on to follow and then ran into the darkness

all i had on was slippers still i gave chase

following an angel and i've yet to see her face

with ease she passes through trees

her gown blows in the breeze

i'm stomping through puddles and scratching up my knees

please tell me your name and where the hell we're headed

to the cemetary where the answers are embedded

on her tomb stone she's home she stopped running

i finally caught up and was about to ask something

when she turned around a demon a snake for a tounge

and it bit me food for the dead i've become

i'm out here walking

out here by myself

out in the moon light

through the darkness

after midnight- hey

searching for you

i'm trying to find you

what's dingalinging nothin in my droors

chasing after that dragon but not the hairy boy

it's big and shiney and dripping with blood

why'd i do it 'cause i said that i could

now my only problem i'm looking for that tool

when i hid it all i seen was it was drippin with drool

but i put it some where. where? we can all guess

the simple fact is i blacked out and slit her neck

back to the problem at hand

memories of mother fucker waitin looking for that murder weapon

if i had recolection i wouldn't have to sweat police

now my pores are open sweatin tryin to find this piece

i can't miss it if i see it wooden handle shiney edge

seraded around every angle i'm bout to jump off a ledge

picking through the leaves digging through the dirt

with every breathe i'm taking i'ma make this shit work

i'm out here walking

out here by myself

out in the moon light

through the darkness

after midnight- hey

searching for you

i'm trying to find you