Dirty Dike - Morph Into Any Shape lyrics

[Chorus (Through phone)] 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 [Verse 1] I'm f**ed, 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'ba**, missing the days When I lived to play the k**ers 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 f**ed 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] I walk to my d**h 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! [Chorus] 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