I’m positive, it’s impossible to not watch my wattage flow
The opposite of droppin slow knowledge off the top and so
Lock and load, click, click, Faustian office pro
I offered up chopping blocks to the pretards to stop their role
Talk is sold, walk the road of stones and bricks and rock & roll
Phone those pricks, I’m the off show, I’m not unknown, a crop circle
Dusting off the musty cloth, I must be off my cough and cold
Just the soft and fuzzy thoughts have shoved me, fuck I lost control
Pissin pot has froth and full, let’s call this bowl the pot of gold
Oughtta fold, prodigal wordsmith with a lot to hold
Verses delivered by hearses, curse this person that’s responsible
Write like I might be on the snow; brain is racin obstacles
Turbulence is stirrin the current, sense my genes across the pool
Furtherin’ me, yer the current tense cause you lost optical
Shot the sheriff, popped the priest, stopped the thief that got my soul
Needed it back to sell myself short-handed to that profit ghoul
Started to think I lost a goal
Goddamn it I’m hungry again, I was close to being improbable
You will never watch me topple o-
Versions of a certain me, I certainly am talkable
You better keep watchin’ For when the shade changes shape
(You don’t know what I may become)
I was a birth defect not worth the term reject
The nurses were neglectful, burned the serpents hex
Into his perfect chest then served as pets, up next the pervert’s best circus net
Failed to catch him, they’re all laughin, you've fuckin heard the rest
This is a service test, words infest the circuits best
When you’re open to the verdicts mess, potent but I still serve no less
Clothin is optional, only covers who you were, confess
True colors, lose what has you smothered in yer success
Enthusiasm can be curbed, I stir the fresh
Scent of resentment, sorry for fermented worthlessness
It circumvents full circle this is worser when it is purposeless
I live and breathe and burp this mess so no choice but to work this breath
Now the stage still seems built a bit fragile
Nowadays the Kings killed in his castle
The creep will come sneaking to slit throats while he's sleeping
In his sheets he's believing that his rule has safe keeping
You better keep watchin’ For when the shade changes shape
(You don’t know what I may become)
credits
from When the Shade Changes Shape,
released January 8, 2017
Lyrics: Overdost
Female Vocals: Rrebecca Crawford
Beat: Elm
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