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