Feel the knife
Last night, I came home to a domestic disturbance in front of my building. Chased by an angry female voice, a man crossed the street to a pay phone and started dialing. People do not use pay phones at 2am for wholesome purposes. A woman brandishing a knife charged out the door after him. We made eye contact. Her look said, "So what?" I hurried inside. My neighborhood is too metal, even for me.
Just when you think you're safe
You're in the clear
You'll hear our screams of battle ringing in your ears