The cool air of a fall night hits me
Strange blue lights on home and tree
My thighs burn hot like athletes do
And blade of knife to bush I threw
That window broke of shattered glass
Cascading down
on face and ***.
I gut your dad, your mom,
but you I pass.
Into the night I needed to flee
Your socks and shoes fit tight on me.
Now that wind is last I'll feel
The blue lights are cops to jail I'll steal.
Tackled down
by man and dog
I feel it's done
This night in fog.
I made it past night club of blues
To run a mile
In your shoes.