What I MIght Say - Desdamona, Carnage

I might say what I might say

I might turn away

Word warrior princess

Don’t feel like fighting today

Sometimes I wish I could be selfish but

I don’t live only for myself

It’s something that makes you become selfless

When people tell you how they’re affected by the message

There is no anonymity when the light is shining brightly

I cannot hide

The spirit finds me I cannot hide

The spirit finds me Broken bones and stitches

Vocal tones and wishes

Invisible scars that cannot be traced to any one incident

My pressure pushes dents into the pavement

Deep pressed, meshed with the caress of the funk

And the fresh, fresh, fresh

Transcending, bending syllables past the breaking point

A dope disciple of the funk

So high that I am the joint

Past the point of turning back

I move ahead from where I’m at Controversial reversal of the typical status quo

It ain’t where I’m from but more where I’m about to go Rhythm intrinsic absorb the discord

Let it roll right through me It’s the new me Everytime I speak forever changing

They can’t keep up with me Speak to reach through the blessed flesh

At my peak I greet omnipotent ancestors of the fresh

Seek and teach in remembrance of the rest

Peace beseech all thee to meet me at the crest

The same I am unlike the rest, the rest

Through my lips, my lips

My heart my chest, my chest

My love, I do express, express

This is a gift, a gift beyond comprehension

Humbled I am that it was placed in my hand

I might say what I might say

I might turn away

Word warrior princess

Don’t feel like fighting today