Curious (Feat. Ms.Haptic & The Spaceape)

Come into my arms
Take a look at me, my baby
I'm the mother for the first time
In the room with my niggas
In the room, always trying to save the slave in me

Step into the rhythm of a head-on collision
Corrosion leaves scars 'pon the inside
Hands are tied, eyes open wide
Difficulties that come with time

Coloured by beauty, the soil, the sea
Never once did you think this could happen to we
Always trying to master the slave
Now I look to save the slave in me

In memories, the pressures are lifted
Come again from born in another form
Restricted by the strain
Marked clearly by an absence gain
In desperate times, we pay a price
Dem gasp and scream as dem twist the knife
See, this is not a presence unseen
It's a future past, from machete to machine
Opened up to the physical
The cracks was there, in need of repair
But you left dem fi fend fi demself
Watch chaos ensue as if you never knew
Maybe just maybe we should tell you
Maybe just maybe we can feel you
Maybe just maybe we can save you
Maybe just maybe we will kill you

Coloured by beauty, the soil, the sea
Never once did you think this could happen to we
Always trying to master the slave
Now I look to save the slave in me

Future plans simply ripped from hand
Means we can't compete 'less we're dead 'pon we feet
With the stroke of a pen, from beneath it descends
Into a never-ending, bottomless shit

There's a world of something in this
There's a world of something in this
There's a world of something in this
There's a world of something in this

Blood of blood on the flesh, mechanisms and stress
Coming like we still unaware why the numbers make sense
Divide invisible power with the speed of desire
Subtract the presence of guilt from the riches of pleasure
And now you're opened up to the physical
The cracks was there, in need of repair
But you left dem fi fend fi demself
Watch chaos ensue as if you never knew
Maybe just maybe we should tell you
Maybe just maybe we can feel you
Maybe just maybe we can save you
Maybe just maybe we will kill you

Coloured by beauty, the soil, the sea
Never once did you think this could happen to we
Always trying to master the slave
Now I look to save the slave in me