Winding through the dark recesses of my mind
I follow the glimmer of an idea as it floats just out of reach
So I shouldn’t have been surprised when I fell into a mental swamp
Pushing me under the murky surface to drown in the fetid cerebral sludge
Count them. Twenty-two. Read ’em and weep.
And that means you busted. You lost.
That’s not right. You speak of deceptions. I always win. I’m a winner
Can you follow the rules just this once? You don’t always have to win
Ha! That’s how a loser speaks. I won’t fall for your trap!
All the things were out to get him
Now his wife was in on the mission
Xenon headlights broke the darkness in front of his speeding car
If he could just get across the state line
Eventually, they would give up their chase
Then flashing lights stabbed him from behind
Yanking the wheel hard to the right he crashed through the guardrail
All of a sudden he was in free fall
That was when it finally hit him
They couldn’t follow him here
All they could do was watch
Calm now he accepted the oncoming water with a smile
Knowing he had finally escaped