She wore her hair like a rock?n?roll star
With that «wounded bird»-look in her eyes
Just another femme fatale on the prowl
The perfect jaded grin
Vacant eyes with the promise of sin
I remember thinking «she?ll go far-
She?ll be a star»
I looked that way but turned around
Been down that road before
The hook is baited and the trap is set
Waiting for someone greener
Greener…
All of 26
Omnipotent with nervous ticks
The etheral cynic