Shadow

By Matt Freire

Don’t know what I doing
I’m just living the depression
And I see your fancy car
That’s what you’ll soon be missing
So I run my fist in your face
And I take off in you car
I’m just a fancy needle
Under a star

Doing close to 60
And I hit a bike
Got out of there
And I went to a bar
Saw a pretty lady
And she winked an eye
I’m just a fancy needle
Under a star

We went to her car
Her and I
She pulled out her key
I made the demand
Pushed her aside
And got in the car
I’m just a fancy needle
Under a star

I just wanted to be famous
Celebrities I stalk
I like to steal their cars
And the occasional sock
I like to say
The most famous of them all
But I’m just a needle
Under a star

Don’t know me
But I know you
I know your face
And what you like to do
I stalk you
All the time

I follow your car
Hide in the trunk sometimes
And when you go to Eat
Sleep
Shows
Home
I'll be there
I’m just a fancy needle
Under a star