Heavy footsteps on the pavement
The rhythm increases in tempo
Faster and faster they pound
Coming up behind you turn to see
Nothing, just thoughts left in a mess
So who are you to tell me to think twice?
It's my business if I think just once
You can't stand there and say don't talk shit
When I see the pain inflected by who I shoot my arrows at
Young and naive you don't know a thing
Coming at me like a stranger in the dark
Knife in hand to cut me off
What can you give besides a pain in the back?
Never phased just thrilled at the rush of change
Go ahead and swing because what you hit will not be flesh
But armored skin that breaks the blade
Lucky for you that I see you as useless
Otherwise I might of had to choke a bitch
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