I follow Selena, completely out of my element. She kicks down the door and I glance around, the sirens sending chills down my spine. Everywhere I look, I feel as if someone is watching, someone is coming.
Burying the feeling, I walk through the door she kicked down and wait for orders or any instruction whatsoever, wishing I'd taken the drug run instead of this...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
...I take the bag from my jacket and walk to the counter, ordering the teller for as much as Selena said to.
'W-we don't have that much in the vaults, I'm sorry,' the teller stutters, unable to look away from Selena's gun, 'We honestly don't. This is a smaller city bank. We only keep a few hundred thousand at a time.'
'Give me that,' I push the bag across the counter, 'All of it.'...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
