also.
My hair is flying behind me. My feet are going to the pace of a drum and bass song. It has some clapping in it.
Perhaps you know it.
But most probably you don't.
I'm running away, can you tell? I'm running away from Responsibility, and she is a persistent bitch. I've run for quite a bit and I don't seem to hear any running steps behind me. I turn to look back and I see that she's out of sight. I slow down my pace. Tie my hair back, drink some water. Wipe the sweat from my neck and face.
Then out of nowhere the Consequence Brothers pounce on me and I'm sent tumbling to the ground. They smash my face to the gravel and they kick me in the gut. I'm coughing out blood and they don't seem to care. In fact their faces only have a stoic expression on them. No sign of pleasure nor regret. They don't even seem to show any sign of fatigue.
In fact each kick and punch seem to have a beat to them. Kind of like my drum and bass song.
I guess they know it too.
Perhaps you know it.
But most probably you don't.
I'm running away, can you tell? I'm running away from Responsibility, and she is a persistent bitch. I've run for quite a bit and I don't seem to hear any running steps behind me. I turn to look back and I see that she's out of sight. I slow down my pace. Tie my hair back, drink some water. Wipe the sweat from my neck and face.
Then out of nowhere the Consequence Brothers pounce on me and I'm sent tumbling to the ground. They smash my face to the gravel and they kick me in the gut. I'm coughing out blood and they don't seem to care. In fact their faces only have a stoic expression on them. No sign of pleasure nor regret. They don't even seem to show any sign of fatigue.
In fact each kick and punch seem to have a beat to them. Kind of like my drum and bass song.
I guess they know it too.