Dear Diary Here we are in the dark, fifty yards from my car I could climb that tree, I'd never get that far They're a hundred pounds heavier, they have my keys I'm a rat in a trap, correction: I'm the cheese

This is not a drill, this is not a bad dream In a cow pasture, no one can hear you scream Never break their stare, stay awake, stay aware You're not in real danger 'til they grab your ha-a-a-air

(additional lines) A deal?... What kind of Deal?... | Oh NO NO NO, Come on give me my keys... STOP SCREWING AROUND I have to get home!! | Dressed like what? this is what I always wear