
Date of issue: 20.01.2013
Song language: English
Ill Fit |
Don’t give me plans I didn’t make yet |
Don’t take my shadow for a silhouette |
The same side of the chess set |
The same side that we all get |
My silhouette makes stronger |
But my shadow looks longer |
It can meet you around the corner |
It can meet you around the corner |
I dance like an ill fit |
Sweat like a tight grip |
Bite on a red lip, now hold it |
Stick when I should split |
Flip like I’ve been hit |
Clumsy and ill fit, hold it |
They told me fall, it’s a fixed fight |
And I should jump from a great height |
It’s so quiet when you’re in flight |
Like a dream that you realise |
Each piece of my inside |
Is trying to pull me to the other side |
It’s not something I can brush aside |
Like a scratch on a B-side |
I dance like an ill fit |
Sweat like a tight grip |
Bite on a red lip, now hold it |
Stick when I should split |
Flip like I’ve been hit |
Clumsy and ill fit, holding it |
I’ll crack your hard core |
And I’ll feel it, strip it to your feeling |
This place I long for |
Feel it in the skittering of blood-splashed floors |
I dance like a ill fit |
Sweat like a tight grip |
Bite on a red lip, now hold it |
Stick when I should split |
Flip like I’ve been hit |
Clumsy and ill fit, holding it |