Grim Future

non - conformity

It all went black
With an ache in my brain
I knew I couldn't go back
I could never be sane
But I could dream
Of petty “normal” things
This future looks grim
But I guess we’ll see

It all went black
With an ache in my brain
I knew I couldn't go back
I’d never be the same
I watch the girls running around
Short-shorts and Bikini’s
Looking kind of wrong
I don’t know what I was thinking

It all went black
My future looking grim
And I think to myself
I’m all right with that
I like it when it’s dark
With bats, I’m in love
I dance to different music
And cemeteries are my club

So, I’ll cover my body
With my unconventional clothes
I’ll play with the bats
And the children of the moon
I’ll live in the night
I’ll visit the dead
And dance to the music
That’ll free the undead

I’ll be true to myself
In my future that is grim
Because I like it when it’s black
And the relief begins
My brain feels warm
My heart starts beating
I’ll never be sane
But at least I’ll be me