Half Dead at Midnight

HALF ONE AT MIDNIGHT SEEING SIGNS SO SUBLIME NO TIME TO WIPE THE GRIME FROM YOUR MIND AS THE DOORS CAVE IN YOU ARE SITTING WITHIN A DREAMSTATE TO LATE THERES A MAN FULL OF HATE PULLED HAIR SO YOU STARE IN THE FACE RIGHT THERE LISTENING AS THE BEATS ECHO SOMEWHERE DOWN THE STREET LISTENING AS THE BEATS ECHO SOMEWHERE DOWN THE STREET