Songtexte The Pizzeria - Nits

I had a terrible dream
The hour was early
I walk in my neighbourhood
I turn a corner

I see a river of blood
With angels drowning
Devils with black parachutes
Fall down with bare feet
On the street
With sound of a thunder
Incredibly loud
My hands are on my ears

I had a beautiful dream
The hour was late
I felt incredibly light
A hundred keys in thousand pieces
Were flying like dragonflies
Over my head into the street
It was a beautiful sight
Like icicles in light

I had a terrible dream
The ovens in the pizzeria
Were burning like hell
And the dryers in the laundrette
Were turning red
It was a terrible sight
I heard the barcodes beep