my heart, the perfectly shaped egg
oh dear, hear me out, would you?
i can explain it, everything, for you
it's a philosophy only one can understand, will you?
i'm not like the rest
i used to want glasses, freckles and even braces
i use to rock back and forth like i was in a movie
at some point, even wanted to switch races
i use to climb the tree searching for the apple
i use to roam the streets in search of treasure
now the fire has been extinguished, there's no more crackle
none to call home, only issues and trouble to tackle
im insensitively sensitive, my heart, an egg
my whole life is a paradox, inconsequently
the softest at the core, basically liquid inside
but getting through, planets and asteroids will have to collide
and inside, there's something brewing, and building, and forming
like a chicken giving birth to it's chick, its transforming
and soon, it will break through the barriers
and hatred will be swarming
that's how you would remember me, that's the sad part
so i warn you now, not to overstep
care and nurture me, protect my heart and tread lightly, be cool
cause im a ticking time bomb, tick tick tick and trust me, you should have no intention of being around for the boom
what good does it do if my heart is an egg, but i'm surrounded with sharp utensils
how does it make anything better if my tongue has all the power and my heart has to deal with the aftermath
how does my brain even play a role when it knows what's going on and does nothing
doesn't provide a path, to success
doesn't enable me to laugh in times of stress
the heat is rising, and like an egg, i feel my heart getting more solid, like a boiled egg
i dont know who is in control of the temperature but i wont beg
i'll stand up straight, head up and keep smiling
because the tension is rising, the right things, nobody's buying
im failing but baby im trying
im seeing way too many souls flying, gliding in azure sky
there's too many people lying, oh my
there it is
there
breakfast is served.
