Turmoil, breathing fast Shackles of a sinful past Run, you idiot, run All you can do since you've been outgunned That ought to teach you a lesson You might grow, but there are parasites in the world of indiscretion Shouldn't have revealed so much to her Some things ought to never be unearthed So now you run from the baddies That's the cost of for once feeling you might be happy
inspired by Guy Ritchie's movies... even though none of his movies are about this (guess the criminal aesthetic is the commonality here). freestyle written in 6 minutes.