A bloodstained shirt, seductive smile,
with eyes full of hate and murder’s in style.
The sky turns red, the air is cold,
with one last chance to do as I’m told.
This city is far from here.
Now turn back, turn back. I’m scared,
but in the bright lights we fade
into the rearview mirror
I never thought that it would be this hard.
Not until three days
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