Chin up ambition heavy as cancer
I spit luck graceful as disaster
organized as a handgun
I explode out where I'm from
shatter the full length mirror
into a thousand renegade tears
and whats left? just the master
track plays in my head like ba dum dum dum
I'll shout the words out right now
and leave the beats to my body
only after I have turned cadaver
and all of the mountains have melt to snow
and all the voices blend to a single laughter
and no one will ever come to my shows
but still I present like go go go
I choreographed this movement myself
so fuck the crowds and fuck the actors
i hang under a single spot light
for an audience of me the only dancer
and yea maybe the tapes will just sit on the shelf
but at least I know the places I've gone
and what a heavy progression song
sounds like every time I truly delve delve delve
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