Pushing through the crowd just to get to me Shoving strangers, placing them where you want them to be Spying your eyes I try to flee You've come to harm. Driving fast down highway four Engine roaring loud with the peddle to the floor Up the middle of the freeway you soar You've come to harm. Collapsing in my room, made it another day Footsteps on the walk heading this way Shards of glass from the window quickly spray You've come to harm. Locked behind a door praying to survive Keeping quiet so you'll leave to keep myself alive You're gone till tomorrow, then again to live I'll strive You've come to harm.Birth sign: Pisces
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