as the crowd's in charge of reaking havoc, but well
5-0's walking around like hyenas, hell -
hell is real.
losing grip, and slipping out of shaking ground,
look around,beware.
i care,
i dare to stand and stare.
shadow game on a cement wall, take a bow.
grief will catch up on me later on,all just dead now.
it's me, lying down, breathless, but lazarus is a prophecy, you know.
hold breath, lie low.