The Escape

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I just got out of the shower,My legs had given out,They had no power,It pained so much it made me shout

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I just got out of the shower,
My legs had given out,
They had no power,
It pained so much it made me shout.

With wobbling feet I walked,
Reached my closet and made a stop,
I got an intuition I was being stalked,
But I drained the thought and started listening to 'Escape from LA' non-stop.

Picked out a dark tone tee and a pair of blue jeans,
Looked out the window to take a peek,
Saw red eyes, was trying to figure out it means,
Continued listening, "They think your kindness is so weak"

Changed clothes asap,
Blow-dried my chestnut hair, it smelled like lime,
Went downstairs and had a wrap,
"You got me tattoed on your mind, You just want me all the time"

Headed out the house I once called home,
It isn't the same space,
All I can do now is aimlessly roam,
And at the right moment Abel sings, "But this world is such a, such an evil place"

The dark grey clouds glooming over my head,
Now, I have my own path to pave,
A thunder shaking me to my core and I'm reminded of my bed,
" 'Cause when I'm on the liquor go crazy, And for that p**sy you know I'm a slave"

The music in my ears, I walk into the forest,
The plain dark green layered on the ground in sheets,
I try my best to be modest,
"I'm in the spyder porsche cruisin' down the street, Black on black venom covered seats"

The lightning shown in an eccentric pattern,
I flinched but reminded myself I'm fine,
Looked up in the sky, foolish to think I'd find Saturn,
"Gave you power, gave you life, gave you space so you can shine"

The clouds were soaked up wet,
Eventually they shed out their tears and gastly winds blew,
The mud below trying for itself to be free and unset,
"Gave you everything you wanted, But none of that matters to you"

The forest ended and I looked up to see the faces,
"LA girls all look the same, I can't recognise",
Never been more eager to seek out new places ,
"The same work done on their face, I don't criticise"

My head spiraling so bad,
All these girls running after fame,
They got nothing on their minds so mad,
"She a cold- hearted b*tch with no shame"

I stand in the middle of the street,
Wishing there was someone to call me 'you're mine',
Those red eyes appeared out of nowhere to meet,
"She's all mine for the night, She's all mine until he calls her line"

The eyes were of a boy,
He grabbed my hand with a sway,
I was surprised I didn't panic rather I was coy,
"This place is never what it seems
Take me out, LA, Take me out of LA"

He took me in a car and me comfortable,
His soft smile and gentleness made me stay,
I was calm though my mind was unstable,
"This place will be the end of me,
Take me out, LA, Take me out of LA"

*Listen to 'Escape from LA' for better experience

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