i'm disoriented driving the wrong way
down the street
with some girl unconscious in the back seat
there's duct tape over her mouth
i can't even scream
the passing lights slide slowly off my windshield
like waves on the beach
my hands are bound behind me
wait wait here they are. the sirens
here come
the police
i was wrong to take him on
i used to be a pretty smart guy
(for a private eye)
but there are somethings you can't fight
(like drugs and duct tape binding
your hands behind your back)
i'll be dead before i even hit the ground
god, you have no idea how much i want to get my ass kicked
1 comment:
huh. i don't even know what to think with this one. it's good, but super creepy and mildly masochistic. but i know what you mean.
also, mine was about college.
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