Kattendrecht Owl

[Verse 1]
Friday, quarter to one, the fryer's low hiss
You walk in like always, but something's amiss
Katendrecht streetlights paint stripes on the glass
You order a friet, try to make the moment last
He watches the door like a badger in its sett
You're a fox in the headlights, not cornered just yet

[Chorus]
Run from the shadow, run from the hunt
Before the silence says what you won't

[Verse 2]
He taps on the counter, a dull, rhythmic beat
The vinegar's sharp on the late-August heat
"It's just colder tonight," you say, breaking the law
Of all the unspoken things raw between your jaws

[Chorus]
Run from the shadow, run from the hunt
Before the silence says what you won't

[Bridge]
I'm just the one wiping chrome in this false-moon glow
But I see the release in the tension, you know?

[Outro]
Run from the hunt
Before the silence says...