Gonna write myself out of this mess
Don’t put me in a box unless it’s a black box. Me and those walls about to go at it. Shadow boxing! Them walls can speak and they did speak to me told me “spill secrets.” Secrete the truth through my teeth. Nah I’m lying, cause walls don’t talk but the floors did they supported me in everything I said when times got tough they carried me me…with all my baggage they never broke under the pressure supporting me and the crew. Popped off in ‘02, wrecking havoc on stage, black box experimental creatures let lose, acting out pulling from within. Shit! Had projecting down to a science we’s an experiment run amuck. Dam geeks lost their mind losing our mind, till we got it together. Together, asses on the line taking a bow, curtsey, pound over the heart wave of the hand, across the lights given them a hand, they lent us a hand the guys, behind the switches wizards of Oz corroborating in the fantasies, had to be how else could it be to feel so alive. Alive!