The Last Thing She Remembers

Anxiety attack and a three way split
She doesn't know what it is
She's a cat in the mirror and it changes to red
The devil 
And she growls at the dog
What the hell’s going on
And it's dark and it's black 
In the glass on the wall
And she needs to lie down 
But she needs to go out
In the night in November and it's drizzling with rain
And she's flying 
And it all looks so bright and she can't feel the cold 
And the lights on the street are all made of gold 
And she runs along ledges high in the town
And the helicopter hovers and the searchlights are on
And there's clapping 
And he's there 
With his car
And she fucked