So now I know
the inside mind of trouble souls
that in this land, they seek my name
wandering
like zombies in the underworld.
I know because I saw you there,
among them in a crowd,
hard to miss hair so shiny
RED
bleeding on the stains of blondes
in this terrain.
I know because I saw you thinking
I would come back to you,
I know, not knew, know
Of your flashy show
Naked
On the dance floor of the rich.