STORY

Woke up in a bad place, should probably get up so I'm not late

Stared at my phone for the past eight minutes at nothing, my head aches

Bottle's empty by the lampshade, I'm out of Excedrin again, great

Too early to tell, but at this rate, I'm thinking this might be a bad day

I walk out the bedroom, my roommate's asleep on the couch with her two-faced

Boyfriend who lives here but don't pay a penny for rent, but he still stays

She says he's broke, I'm like, "No way", probably sells drugs, but she won't say

Told me he dabbles in real estate, I mean I don't believe it, but ok

Ok, pull out the driveway, notice my gas tank's on E again

Well, of course it is, guess I probably should stop at the gas station

So I take a right, pull up to the pump, while it's pumpin', I look at my ashtray

Then remember I need to get cigarettes, anything to help my mind state

So I park and walk inside, wait, I should probably get something to drink and eat, I guess

So I find and grab a couple bags of chips, where's the candy aisle? Oh yeah, here it is

Which one should I get? Should I grab the Starburst, or change it up and maybe grab the Twix

Mmm, grab the Starburst, then I started walkin' as I pass the garbage and I reach the fridge

I hear someone yelling at the front of the store, probably just a homeless guy getting bored

Probably just a customer whose card didn't work, and now he wants to start a war

Man, I can't afford to keep buying energy drinks every day, I shut the door then

Turn around, and as I'm heading towards the counter with my drink, I hear, "Hey, open up the drawer"

Crouching on the floor, peak around the aisle, gun is on the fore-

Head of the man that's behind the counter, now my heart is poundin' and I'm praying to the Lord

I don't die today, I can't die today, I got things to do, trying not to shake

Plotting my escape, where's my cell phone at? Left it in my car, icing on the cake

I start crawling, I can hear 'em yelling, "I want every penny, I want every dime (Yeah)

Once you finish with the cash, open up the back, throw some cigarettes inside" (Yeah)

"Which ones do you want? Which ones do you want?", "I'm not picky, give me any kind, give me all of 'em

Yeah, just toss 'em in, keep it moving, though I'm runnin' low on time and

I'd advise ya to move a little quicker, trust me, I don't wanna have to pull the trigger

I've done it before it's not a pretty picture, what, you don't believe me? I'm just playin' with ya

Well, no, I'm not, no, I'm not, just do what I say 'cause if you even think of

Tryin' to pull a fast one on me, promise you'll be sorry, oh, my driver's callin', I can't miss my pick up"

That's when I did something stupid, and my jacket knocked over a can of soup, and then

It got quiet, did he hear me moving? Shh, hold my breath, he must of heard me do it, huh?

I'm assuming the noise must of made him turn his head enough to let the guy that was

At gunpoint grab his own gun, now they both got weapons, maybe I should help him, sneak up slow and deck him

Time to go, time to go, time to go, it's gon' be a bloody miracle

Now or never, God, if I had any blessings coming in my future, could you send them to my present?

Peak around the edge, then I start running at him, he don't see me coming, does he? Steppin' closer

Grab his neck and hold him, squeezin' on his throat, I'm tryin' to choke him, then his elbow hits my nose and

Think he broke it I, think he broke it, my blood is leaking all over my clothes, I tried

Not to let go, but my hands begin to slip, and bullets start to fly

Can't see out my eyes, cashier still alive?

I can't tell I'm tryin' to crawl away here comes another guy

He runs inside like, "Where's the money, did you get the money, where's the bag you brought?" (Hey)

"I don't know, I think it's still behind the counter prolly by the cashier I just shot" (Hey)

"Who's this on the floor, who's this on floor," "I don't know" "Well, did he call the cops?", he

Runs up to me, then he grabs my shoulder, as he flips me over then, my jaw it drops 'cause

I thought his voice sounded real familiar, he's got a mask on, but the shirt he's wearin' is

The same one he had on this morning, staring in my eyes, I know he know I know, embarrassed, he

Stands above me and says, "Sorry, Erin, but I don't have a choice," he holds the barrel up

To my head, I scream, "You can't be serious," he shakes his head and says, "I'm sorry," then the gun

Cashier yells to ask if I'm ok, he's dialin' 911

I run over to him, grab his phone and try to help him up (9-1-1, what's your emergency?)

There's been a robbery, the cashier was shot, he needs an ambulance

He looks kind of pale, I think he might of lost a lot of blood

(Okay, help is on the way, has anybody else been injured?)

Yeah, the robbers there were two of em

(Can you tell me their condition, are they still alive?)

Well, I'm not really sure, but they don't look so good

I'm pretty sure they're dead, yeah, I think they're dead

(Alright, take a deep breath, everything's going to be okay, you're going to be alright)