cross cutting

like the street across
you cut it clean
your with out a loss
cuz your the scene

and as it falls you feel the burn
you cut another
you took a wrong turn
sorry sister sorry brother

you scream and shout
out to the crowd
but no one cares cuz you sold out
no one
no matter how loud

you've gotten what you deserved
or just a lucky shot?
better luck next time
cuz it my lifes last