Driving through the city after the city and you stopped after a long drive in a Motel.

Lying on the bed and reaching for a cassette tape.

Listening to the vibe, chilling in your room with old headphones and rusty cassette player.

In the left pocket, you got your green.

Rolling on the paper and hit the fire!

Do you feel the vibe cleaning your mind, what are you thinking about now?

Hitting some to the chest, until blood says its last words?

Maybe that last thing you will remember.

Now you want to be free!

Living is hard for you, on the run.

Watching the sunset with colorful colors.

Have you done something horrible, setting someone down?

Feel no scare at all, avoiding the sirens.

They saw you, no more run!

Ready to hurt, coming forward the blood.