There is a gigantic shirt that crawls across the street towards me
Done with my growth spurt ages ago
The chill comes as predictably as a horror movie, and I see
The memories swell in my red hand, rain that falls from a streetlight
And I just can't decide if I amnesia
On the corner a panther weeps tar
And I don't care for what I care for
Oh [your name here, if it works], I evolve you so much
You want it, you got it