Me vs Myself
• Written by Basilisk
Gotta start to write some words, maybe a line or two
but i got writer's block, i flew to close to the sun who knew?!
driving a monster truck, singling, zoning out, not him, you!
straight off a cliff, over the edge i flew
rising up rapidly, elevated fast epically, next level
thought-out tactically, so now you see, a test this is not
drowning you with salt, oceanically, not my fault
i'm in a hurry gotta bolt, water electrified 10 000 volts
add me some ketchup so i can apply it to myself
because this ain't a fair match-up and i'm no fucking elf
me versus you, that's like the Hulk versus Ant-man, you gotta catchup
stomp you with a banner on my back, this isn't a Raid it's an attack
i'm winning this race, going green in my face
because you make me lyrically disgusted, prepare to be invisibly busted
now you're on the ground, no-one around, in a marsh, without sound
mentally swamped, let's swap, switch places, ditch our faces, new identities
different soul entities, experiment with shoe laces
you be me and i'll be you, let's see if anyone can figure out who's who
and since i'm you and you are me
through each others eyes who knows what we'll see
each mind has it's own perception, need my totem to confirm
this isn't inception, used to dig up gems now i'm living in a mansion
with Bruce Wayne, you won't see me shaving with the grain
finally got some traction, i'm H negative you're IV positive
opposite attractions and since i'm you
we're different by a fraction, i promote profanity
you exploit botany botanically, i digest a Budweiser
you make a bud wiser, when it's older put it in a see-through folder
which you can see through with your visor
why sir, you're getting wilder or am i becoming milder
feeling like a wild nerd, 2nd rate mimer, copying you because
you're the leader of a herd, someone leaked it
a word was blurred, at least that's what i heard
so now i'm confused, you've been me for a day and already
procured and fused a crew, who knew?!
was it witchcraft that you used, made a crafty pitch to a witch
while i overused, snoozed and woke up in a ditch
feeling the effects of last night's overdose, some powder
still left on my nose, looking gross, i barely rose to my feet
trying to compose my body, mind and bones, can't see still blind
i'm in quite a conundrum, quite a bind
a newspaper i gotta find, i'm in India, my brain's whipped
someone call Indiana Jones, surrounded by dead bodies and broken bones
don't speak in code, don't know Morse, i try to find a horse
so i can escape, full of remorse
i'm trying to find you all over the place
up and down the street i race, all around, turning red in my face
you're nowhere to be found, were you swallowed by the ground?
i even looked in the puppy pound
i need to tell you something but there's no volume, no sound
trying to zoom in on your location, are you chair bound
or maybe water drowned, did you go underground?
don't you know we're soul bound, we can work something out
find some common ground, i want my body back
don't make me stack ammo and bombard you with attacks
it was good camouflage but there's something this body lacks
the attic's dark and messy, basement's sharp and silly
the door drinks like a hillbilly, so take it back freely
i don't wanna be you anymore, see i made a mistake
so please just let me be me.
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Basilisk
Member since January 31 2016