Give 'Em a Show

The heat that burns with fiery degrees upon me

The gravity that pushes, full force, with all its will

My fists are curled to prepare for action, I'm ready

I'm ready to begin, I'm ready to start the kill

So many, all looks, all stares, in all directions

A count from in my ear, thumping, chop-chop

God, just praying there won't be any rejections

Am about to show an art interpretation, non-stop

Out of the ocean, the mass, the void, darkness

I see. See him looking over here, my way

His sly-eyed stare fills me with fire, madness

An urge, a push to put on a great play

He sends a smirk, the smirk, the smirk of sins

I lift, back straight, head up, music begins.