Your feet slither quietly over the street,
You’re listening to music, your steps match the beat,
All of a sudden you start running a bit,
But I guess you’re just trying to finally get rid.
My footsteps do sound like trombones in your ear,
You won’t turn around cause you’re already in fear,
A passerby starts to cheer unbelievably loud,
Silent voices are turning to a screaming crowd.
Your sweat is dripping on the street, now I’ve got a hint,
“You won’t ever outrun me!” I do scream while I sprint,
I keep getting closer, my teeth start to gnash,
She’s turning around, but she just sees a flash!
She’s loudly shouting, starts falling in the grime,
She’s feeling the knife I just rammed in her spine,
She’s just lying there, I hear her ear-busting whine,
While I am finally crossing the finishing-line.
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