Make Haste!

Lore was on his way, 
A walk after midnight
The LA city lights were blinking at his back
Deeper and deeper into Mount Hollywood, 
Lore walked pass a sign that saids, 
"No Entry after IO" 
A sour smirk merged on his face
A perfect ring he vapped

This is the third night this week he came here 
Lamenting a dead heart inside
He lit up his last cigarette
Then his last cigar
He was so lost in time and himself
It was only when the cigar completely 
Turned to ashes and dust, 
He started to panic
Searched everywhere in his pockets 
NOTHING LEFT! 
Yeah, nothing was going right, 
Life was dry, 
dryer than the California Wind

That was the moment,
A sudden ligtning stroke from the mountainrange, 
Illuminated this desolate valley 
Lore noticed a blunt right by his feet
That was the only time he smiled this year
The joint has a metallic green glowing from the inside
Without a second thought,
Lore picked it up and ignite this joyride 

The sky flew away from him
The city lights faded into darkness
The Lightning stroke every time he moves
And Hollywood became the greatest nightmare
Adrenaline hit Pupils dilated
Welcome to the Land of Psychedelia
Nobody is safe

Now

Run Lore Run