Tatiana Dadovich The Cell Phone Tactic
Walking at midnight
After dark- nobody's around.
I see two shadows
One is tall, the other kind of short.
On the cell phone
Not feeling as alone
As you walk into their trap...
Hit in the head, maniac on your back
Screaming, but noone's there.
Run into the street
Walk a little faster, but wait...
He's got a gun-
Maybe you let him catch up on purpose-
