Testo Pulpo

Rain came down, I was wet
Sign ahead warned cyclists of train tracks
Much too late, I noticed the groove
Wheel locked in, I was flying

Body collapses, slid down the asphalt
Skin ground, bones bruise
Head spinning, hands bleeding Cars pass me by

Head spinning, hands bleeding, I'm slipping
Cars pass me by
Rain falling, I was wet, I was bleeding

Tengo un pulpo