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.