Stick

We’re running down city streets

Malevolent shadows darting overhead

Hungry ghosts and swinging psychos

Furies bent on punishing us

For the blood we spilled

Last night at the High School

When we went all Columbine

But it’s O.K. as usual

I know we’ll escape this maze

If you’ll just stick with me

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