In need of some style, some swing
a tune to dance to, make a heart sing
A beat to step to, drama to fret to
flair to spice up ordinary sound blue
Eyes that sparkle with secrets, uncover
Dark sarcasm to people that'll mutter
Complement so on point, heart flutter
Dialated pupils, bring home to mother
Fools from the past, come in a blast
Stop in their tracks, saying not so fast
Midnight streets dark soul **** discreet
Running away from the reality quick fleet
Driving down open roads flee from the scene
Stop at the mountain peek look at the scene
Discovering, uncovering, realities
On the contrary, brutality
Stop fear from deteriorating
In lines of truth are liberating
staring, cigarette smoke inhaling
digging deep to revolting detailing
Just the **** thats been planning