Dessa Fighting Fish
Swimming in a snifter Pretty as a picture Don't get it twisted man her right is a bitch You can name, you can keep em But take care when you feed her You never can take the fight out the fish Chomping at the drill bit Never want to still sit You can touch my metal with a magnet and some tin snips Ink test all I see is cannons and some wing tips Pilot pen in pocket I'm writing in Ink jets Around here we don't like talk of big dreams To stand out is a pride of conceit To aim high is to make waves to split seams But that's not what it seems like to me I wanna try I wanna risk And i don't wanna walk rather Swing and a miss I'm not above apologies but I don't ask permissions Got a lot of imperfections but I don't carry my ambition in them
Zeno's Arrow never hits the mark Its always hanging there over its shadow Safe from battle, waste of arch- Er's time and trouble Waste of effort, waste of parts If you don't aim for the center its a waste of the art
I didn't come looking for love I didn't come to pick a fight I didn't come to wave or take pictures To some benefactor Ring on every broken finger Or extends my wings to get clipped I know the culture here is to stay humble but shit If we all go round bowed heads, If never none of us go for the belt who wins My mother says I've loved too many men But I took and left something in every bed Turns his head The night might rise up investigate the grid Bend the genre, I guess I'm on one Both the constructs Women, children let me tell I've been both And Its a myth we all swim for the life boats I didn't come looking for love I didn't come looking for a fight I come here every night to work And you can pick an
Chorus
Self taught, self made,then self styled Self came We march in Converse Own tools My joints hold steady Chucks laced ready I travel by kite, travel Touchdown I make my own luck now
Zeno's Arrow never hits the mark It's always hanging with its own shadow in the dark It's always hanging with its own shadow in the dark
