Ill Fit - Wave Machines

Don’t give me plans I didn’t make yet

Don’t take my shadow for a silhouette

The same side of the chess set

The same side that we all get

My silhouette makes stronger

But my shadow looks longer

It can meet you around the corner

It can meet you around the corner

I dance like an ill fit

Sweat like a tight grip

Bite on a red lip, now hold it

Stick when I should split

Flip like I’ve been hit

Clumsy and ill fit, hold it

They told 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 inside

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 an ill fit

Sweat like a tight grip

Bite on a red lip, now 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 feel it, strip it to your feeling

This place I long for

Feel it in the skittering of blood-splashed floors

I dance like a ill fit

Sweat like a tight grip

Bite on a red lip, now hold it

Stick when I should split

Flip like I’ve been hit

Clumsy and ill fit, holding it