The Outsider

You look, two bright lights in

Her fingers crossed

You know that helicopters in her eyes

They move in heavy and hard

They want you pinned down and

They’ll wander skin now

Then you’ll a feel a silver pain

As they shoot those pills to tame you

Maybe they catch you

Maybe they catch you

They laid their hands on you

And they spoke their plans on you

And they whispered words with a strange tongue

While taking cash with the same gun

They speak your future

And they smell your blood rising

Got dizzy spells in the bright lit

They’re rushing out of their hiding

He laid down