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Shell

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Alternative Rap

Shell was released on December 20, 2018 by Dora dorovitch as a part of the album Come What May Waiting to Expire (feat. Zoën, Haunted Days, Ceschi & Witch's Teat)

Song Details

AlbumCome What May Waiting to Expire (feat. Zoën, Haunted Days, Ceschi & Witch's Teat)

Release DateDecember 20, 2018

LabelDora dorovitch

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM82

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Kady Starling

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jeff Dano

Composer

Mickaël Thomas

Composer

Katy Somerville

Katy Somerville

Songwriter

Lyrics

I guess I’ve changed, I’m not the same as my former self.

Things look different now, I’m falling out and cold as hell.

Wondering about the state of my mental health,

Distancing the inner sickness from the outer shell.

When I eat I’m still depleted and heaving loud,

But still soft enough to cough it up or keep it down.

This hysteria is haunting me, retreats to ground.

You see it etched into the depth of my beaten brow.

There’s a burned out body languished on the bottom rung.

And still I shiver from my liver to the iron lung.

From the hither to the whither to the tired tongue,

I stare directly down the barrel of your Gatling gun.

And it’s the safest way to pick apart the progeny.

We mean no harm but in dismay we flay our property.

I’m the same as every problem perched on top of me,

So it’s too late to seize the haste to say this properly.

I’m not the same, I’m not the same,

I’m not the shame I’m in.

I’m not same, I’m not the same,

I’m not the pain I’m in.

I’m not the same, I’m not the same,

I’m not the shell I’m in.

I’m not the same, I’m not the same,

I’m not the hell I’m in.

Don’t slip, I could miss the mark and murk us both.

It’s not a threat, I still invest in what I wait to know.

If this is sex or just in jest or just incestuous hope,

Either way it’s not okay if you won’t let it go.

It’s the focus of the waiver, wavered slippery slope.

If I’m supported by the waist, will you still let me low?

All this water washed the waste that we came to know,

And almost cherished, almost buried in the sable snow.

This disaster’s still uncharted past the cradle’s end,

Viscous plaster round the limb to coddle Kady’s mend.

I’m the vast and the vapid and the fable’s friend,

I’m not the same, I’m not the same, I’m not the shame I’m in.

I’m not the same, I’m not the same, I’m not the shell I’m in.

I’m not the shell I’m in. I’m not the hell I’m in.

I’m not the same, I’m not the same,

I’m not the shame I’m in.

I’m not same, I’m not the same,

I’m not the pain I’m in.

I’m not the same, I’m not the same,

I’m not the shell I’m in.

I’m not the same, I’m not the same,

I’m not the hell I’m in.

I guess I’ve changed, I’m not the same as my former self.

Things look different now, I’m falling out and cold as hell.

Wondering about the state of my mental health.

I couldn’t distance inner sickness from the outer shell.

And my value fell.

And my value fell.

And my value, well,

And my value fell.

And my value fell.

And my value fell.

And my value fell, well

And my value fell.

Written by: Jeff Dano, Katy Somerville, Mickaël Thomas

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