Ill Fit

They gave me plans I didn't make yet To make my shadow fight my silhouette Same side of the chess set, The same side that we all get Silhouette looks stronger But my shadow looks longer It can reach around a corner It can reach around a corner I dance like I'm ill fit Sweat like a tight grip Bite on a red lip Hold it Stick when I should split Flip like I've been hit Clumsy and ill fit, hold it They tell 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 insides 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 I'm ill fit Sweat like a tight grip Bite on a red lip 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 peel it Strip it till you feel it This space I long for Fill it with the skittering of blacked out sparks