Thursday, April 1, 1993

im driving toward the future

im driving toward the future
running from my past
i didn't have to shoot her
but she coulda had more class

you picked a bad time to cheat on me
and you didn't care a bit
i dont know where your soul is baby
but i don't give a shit

i put six shots into your head
and your brains were pouring all over
today must be my lucky day
and you're my four leaf clover

i try to run

i try to run
but i only see it clearer
i run for the shadows
they hunt me down like a pack of panthers
so silent and so beautiful
with a deadly striking force

i cant run fast enough
to evade their perfect stealth
i cant look fierce enough
to stand up and make them stop

my eyes are closed
my body shakes
my mind is always running

so far, so far, so far away...

from you