Death on EVS Ulrika Spacek

A slow-mo prone morning

My price is on the slide

And the price is always right

You know you say yourself

Once more to the door slammed shut

I'm docile but I'm tangled up

It's a stone cold, lone moment

A death on EVS, with the replay in my head

You know you do it well

When you're caught in the flust

When nerves won't budge

When trouble comes

Melt like a witch yourself