Schizophrenic Ninjas Stole My Pizza

Sweaty nights and soaked sheets
It was all a dream

Frantically pacing the floor
Waiting for a response
Wishing for a sign

Pull the trigger
It was supposed to be a dream
Do you believe in God?

Saint Peter doesn't know my name
Nobody knows who I am
Just a speck in the vacuum

Hitchhiking in the rain
Pepperoni falls from the sky
Its metallic flavour flooding my senses

Sharpie tattoos
Empty Gatorade bottles
I write sins and sing tragedies

Late night texts and early morning prison calls
Windows as clear as mud
Birds stealing my movies

The schizophrenic ninjas
They won't stop screaming
They stole my pizza
And now I can't find my watch

I can't understand the meat bees
They're so loud
I can't hear them at all

Because...of them

Because...of you

Because...of me



It was all a dream

We Run the Pepperoni