Eat and Run

Red light flickers on the rain-slick street Your pulse goes loud when my boots hit concrete You thought a dare was only barroom fun Then heard my breathing where the alleys run I do not beg and I do not stall I hit like thunder through a paper wall One sharp grin, then the city spins I take you in before the siren begins She moves like trouble She smells like speed One bad second Feeds the need Eat and run Drums like guns Catch the spark Ditch the sun Eat and run No regret You stay warm While roads forget Eat, run Hit, done Hot road Gone sun You can call it reckless, call it wrong I call it rhythm when the chase gets long I keep my prey where the bassline hums Alive and kicking while the getaway comes No trophy wall and no little speech Just your quick gasp slipping out of reach My throat says yes, my tires scream go The whole damn night learns what I know No slow warning No clean plan She takes the moment Then outruns the man Eat and run Drums like guns Catch the spark Ditch the sun Eat and run No regret You stay warm While roads forget I am not soft, but I am steady I do not break what I have claimed You are not gone, you are carried Past the lights that screamed your name Sirens bloom and windows shatter Bassline bites the avenue I keep moving, I keep laughing With the city losing you Boot strike Heart race Jaw claim No trace Bass drop Road flare Held close Still there Eat and run Drums like guns Catch the spark Ditch the sun Eat and run No regret You stay warm While roads forget By dawn they’ll call it a hit. By then, we’re miles away.