Morph Into Any Shape - Dirty Dike

Morph into any shape

Me and floor separate

Torture is everyday

Boredom I levitate

Pausing and pressing play

Snorting to meditate

Thought swinging mental case

Born into centrestage

Poor but I’m getting paid

More than your penny wage

I let my head engage war on an empty page

I bet I generate

More than you’ve ever made

Talk to my pen and say more than my head can take

I’m fucked, sitting in this room with a different view

And this is due to the tube I’ve been sniffing through

And is it true, if you live like a vampire?

Life backfires like a night with a crap flyer

Well that’s a risk that I’m willing to take

I sit in a state and my face says «give me a break»

I dig in my crates of drum’n’bass, missing the days

When I lived to play the killers at the biggest of raves

But now I’ve hit an age — much as reminiscing is great

I refuse to be a victim in this history cage

I live in this place and literally think its a game

Where continues cost nothing if you’re willing to play

So I, smoke skunk so much that my throat’s fucked

I show love, go nuts till I’m grown up

No love could ever take away the stupid feeling

That most chicks are aliens and James is human being

Morph into any shape

Me and floor separate

Torture is everyday

Boredom I levitate

Pausing and pressing play

Snorting to meditate

Thought swinging mental case

Born into centrestage

Poor but I’m getting paid

More than your penny wage

I let my head engage war on an empty page

I bet I generate

More than you’ve ever made

Talk to my pen and say more than my head can take

I walk to my death and cause water to separate

Lords of the heavens ain’t sure if I’ll get a place

Clawing a weapon as I gawp at the devil’s face

Sawing the metal chains, sure that they’ll never break

Four letter second-name taught me to get away

I crawl into bed and lay snoring the Zeds away

Caught nicking lemonade

In stores, I was ten or eight

But anyway, I’m less a mate more each and every day

Saw to the everglades

I talk stories and let 'em change forcin'

The letters straight scorin'

The sentence made more sick than getting AIDS surely

me

Never mate, I desecrate your beat!

Morph into any shape

Me and floor separate

Torture is everyday

Boredom I levitate

Pausing and pressing play

Snorting to meditate

Thought swinging mental case

Born into centrestage

Poor but I’m getting paid

More than your penny wage

I let my head engage war on an empty page

I bet I generate

More than you’ve ever made

Talk to my pen and say more than my head can take