Waiting for Wednesday: 3 am
Tickets only for the insane
The purple doors lead the way
To skeletal dimensions
Of hungry kids
Acidic dreams can’t hold them back
Shamans with headphones
Are busting the track
Revolvers infect absent minds
Neon eyes all alone
Flash in surreal shades
45 is to come, blue rainbows border
What lies beyond the glory
Of reasoned generations
Minimal expectations
Don’t obey the beat
That keeps them awake
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