day dreaming, there's music in my head
steps match the beat of the drums

a conductor in a grand orchestra

woken by the nightmare of your face
blood and oil pool the street

      run and hide she says
      there's no time to beg
      run and hide she says
      there's no time to plead

reflection of that knife
caught deep in the bone

last chance to say no

break through the bricks
never look back again

      better run he says
      there's no need to beg
      run home quick he says
      the dogs are out tonight.