Nothing changes but me,yet everything changes with me.
What am I?
That's Not the Key
Sugars flowing Through my Veins.
The sweetness Makes me half Insane.
I lick my lips and Fight my appetite.
And I will rain on My own parade.
And drench Myself in Lemonade.
'Cause no ones Gonna capture Me tonight.
And they
Force
Me so far
In the box
That
Schrodinger’s
Cat begins
To cry.
And the
Two of us
Are terrified,
As we
Suffocate
Inside.
And now I’m
Both alive
And dead!
And screams
Are prisons
In my head!
The silent
Laughs I
Hear from
Those
Outside.
I hear them shaking
The box again
Trying to decide if I'm alive or Dead
And they won't notice when I Disappear
The cat is purring extra loud
They don't hear a single Sound
Of silent screams that screech Inside my head
And to them I'm just a Metaphor
I'm just something to ignore
Nothing's real
From the outside
Looking in
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Everyone wants
A unicorn.
Tie me down
And take my horn.
So they can flaunt me
At their Show and tell.
But I won’t break,
I won’t Succumb.
I’d rather
Bleed than be undone.
And forced into a silent,
Devouring hell.
Everyone wants a unicorn.
Tie me down and take my horn.
So they can flaunt me at their show and tell.
But I won’t break, I won’t succumb.
I’d rather bleed than be undone.
And forced into a Silent, devouring Hell
Inside this box
The ticking clock
Shattered dreams
And poisoned rocks
That holds my pulse
When I’m already dead.
Every goosebump
On my tongue
Is a story that I haven’t sung.
A version of me
Begging to be seen
And now I
Scream it through my lungs!
A frequency that just begun!
A sound that every soul can feel
Everyone
Wants
A unicorn
Tie me down
And
Take my horn
So they can
Flaunt me
At their
Show and tell
But I won't
Break, I won't Succumb
I'd rather
Bleed
Than
Be undone
And
Forced into a Silent,
Devouring
Hell
I’m licking
off
my lemonade
And dancing
At my
Own
Parade,
Illusions all
around me
begin to fall.
And the box
is just
a metaphor
for
shattered
souls and
broken doors.
Nobody
thought
that I
was real
at all
The box is Shattered
Broke apart!
Exposing my Picasso heart
A Sound that Poured
and
Turned
The river green.
MUSIC CREDITS
All songs written and creatively directed by Angie Gorr
All songs produced & mixed by Mark McKee
Featuring vocals by:
Kat Meoz
EXPERIENCE & DESIGN
World & Website Design
by Angie Gorr
STREAMING AUG 2026
