Morph Into Any Shape

Dirty Dike

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    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

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    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

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