Allay

[Verse 1]
I am running through your streets in circles
I am jumping through your rings with wings
I am reaching for the wings of a circus
I am ticking like a well taut sling
I am running through your streets in circles
I am jumping through your rings with wings
I am living in a womb made of dirt and dust and
I am flirting with a silent ring

[Verse 2]
You could try to hold the beast back, but it holds you closer
Try to hold the yeast down, but it rises faster
I am running through your streets
Through your streets
Through your streets
Through your streets
I am running through your streets
Through your streets
Through your streets
Lives a beast

[Verse 3]
There's no swifter way to draw a bum to her bait
And no time to race, aches that know they're outpaced
When it meets you, there'll be blood too
When it feels blue, you'll succumb too
There's no swifter way to draw a bum to her bait
Not too soft to trace, a loom threads through your lace
When it sees you, you'll be lamb stew
When it feels new, you'll be long doomed