I'm the shark in room, the surfs up my neck
I'll take everything with a grain of salt
But when I take it you should know its not my fault
Defense is not assault, only a result
Confusing kindness with a weak heart
There's no reason why I should share these waters with you
Now stand back while I hunt for food that looks like you
*Now stand back while I hunt for food that looks and smells like you
I'm very in tune with my surrounding
I've circled you and can see you're drowning
The longer I'm here everything you say is a bother
Smells like fear and taste of slaughter
You're thrown from the boat because it's a mutiny
But you float better alive than someone who has died
Still you'll never see me in your range
Or survive the many changes and dangers of the food chain
You step on toes to be an inch taller
The salt burns your eyes, your lungs are filling with water
No land at your feet, nothing your hands can reach
You're out of time, out of breath, out of chances left.
credits
from The Aquaholic,
released December 25, 2014
Adrian Silva, Ashley Eldridge, Sarah Hollins, Damian Silva