Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Crazed man
Talking
To the sign on
The west side of town
Excuse me
I'm scared
Why in the world did they let you in here?
And everyone's perfect and everyone's sane
My life is currently under restraint
I'm jogging my hear rate to similar strains
Makes loving the world much greater obtained
And he goes down
He falls on the ground
And he goes down, down
On the west side of this town
People are swarming
They can smell the death like flies
They're chattering again
Black man
Walking
On the wrong side
Of this beautiful town
Excuse me
I'm scared
Why in the world did they let you in here?
And everyone's perfect and everyone's sane
My life is currently under restraint
I'm jogging my hear rate to similar strains
Makes loving the world much greater obtained
And he goes down
He falls on the ground
And he goes down, down
On the west side of this town
People are swarming
They can smell the death like flies