New Horizons

Intro:
I know your time will come, I can feel it in the air.
You calculate, scheme and rage at your scene,
Grabbing hold of the hope that's just not there.

Verse:
There’s something deep within me waiting to go off,
Burning slowly, like dynamite, I can feel it ready to be set off tonight.
New horizons shaping and forming inside my head,
This darkened mass congealing, slowly weighs me down in dread.
Going through the motions, waiting in line for my time to shine,
Sharpening my blade, it glistens, I'm seeing red all this time.
Sometimes I get so tired that I can’t even speak,
I’m just floating along the surface when I should be at my peak.
And as I sit here peeling off layers of shit from within,
I assure you, I will shock you with half the noise that seeps in.
When I don’t have the gumption to put fuel to your class,
You think that I’ll relax, just ignore your sorry arse?
You could say that I’m the villain, it doesn’t really matter,
I'm so amused by this bullshit - when I break hearts they shatter!
Coz I’m the fuckin’ adversary.

Hook:
We load these bullets and wait for the click, I wonder what it’s gonna take to stop this shit?
Play the music, setup the show, put on a happy face, then watch it go.

Verse:
There’s something deep within me waiting to go off,
Burning slowly, like dynamite, I can feel it ready to be set off.
New horizons shaping and forming inside my head,
This darkened mass congealing and filling me with weighted dread.
Going through the motions, waiting in line for my time to shine,
Sharpening my blade and seeing red all this time.
I try so hard to keep a straight face, And keep my shit together,
Yet I know I’ll be replaced the minute that you find better.

Hook:
We load these bullets and wait for the click, I wonder what it’s gonna take to stop this shit?
Play the music, setup the show, put on a happy face, then watch it go.

Verse:
This tether you got me wound up on, this battleground I’m fightin’ on,
It’s true that I’m the one you’re so hung up on,
But god knows why I wrote this song!
You can say that I’m always wrong,
Hell I can see you’re all up in my business like an arse to a thong.
So go walk on out and see who hangs around,
Go herald that you're the victim, go cry how much I'm wrong.
When I bring it all back, some would say that it’s a little on the edge,
‘Cause sometimes I get so angry all I want to do is detach some heads.
I know I gotta calm down, I aint gonna disrespect it,
But when all this sass is travelling up through my veins like heroin,
Who’s to say that there won’t be havoc?
All this talk gets up in my ear, you say I should relax ‘cause I’m so strung out,
But see, I own this damn town - I can drop whoever puts my fire out.
I can’t help recalling all the times where you’d make a guest appearance,
Like a plot twist on a daytime soap, you really think your shit's appealing?
Many people talk and want to know what’s going down,
Are we cool, are we on, are we still playing this bullshit and gettin’ it wrong?
Just like a fortress, you build your walls, you're completely disillusioned,
And steadfastly still thinking that you’re hard-core.
One thing that you forget, is that what goes up must always fall.

Verse:
There’s something deep within me waiting to go off,
Burning slowly, like dynamite, I can feel it ready to be set off.
New horizons shaping and forming inside my head,
This darkened mass congealing and has me feeling a heavy dread.
Going through the motions, waiting in line for my time to shine,
Sharpening my blade and seeing red all this time.
I try so hard to keep a straight face, And keep my shit together,
Yet I know I’ll be replaced the minute that you find better.
I know the time will come, so I sit back as karma ticks away.
You calculate, scheme and rage at your scene,
I'm just waiting for when you fall to your own dismay.

Hook:
We load these bullets and wait for the click, I wonder what it’s gonna take to stop this shit?
Play the music, setup the show, put on a happy face, then watch it go.

Outro:
When I walk, I strut it's a confidence thing,
I'm the queen of the slums - make no mistake, my looks can cause a sting.
So let's rock and roll, I'm not frontin',
No need to be jealous, It's just a success thing.