"when there's nowhere else to run..."

Shit happens, right? wrong.
Shit crawls over you, inside you and only then it happens.
It's like i'm cursed running from an unknown all powerful mummy inside a fucking pyramid that has been shut my whole life.
Then, again, history repeats. A woman comes claiming to be Cleopatra (you all know who she is).
We dance, yep, dance trying to shake the mummy. Then we do roll over and have sex, then i have to harm her in a way she asks me to, gently but full of meaning you wouldn't understand.
Try to make a promise for me, never sleep with a mummy, the aftertaste is not that great.
ps>the song that gave me the title is "all these things that i've done" from The Killers