[Intro] [Heavy riff, mischievous laugh] I found a trick beneath my sleeve, A little spell you won't believe! A different face, a different frame, But underneath, I'm still the same! [Verse 1] I can be tall, I can be small, I can grow horns or none at all, A wolf, a witch, a bird, a queen, The strangest thing you've ever seen! You think you've finally figured me out, Then something tiny starts to shout! Change the body, change the face, But I don't lose an ounce of strength! [Pre-Chorus] You see the shape, you think you know, But there's one thing that won't let go! [Chorus] CHAOS SHIFTER! Change my skin and change my style! CHAOS SHIFTER! I can fool you for a while! Big or small, I'll bring the pain, Turn to anything and everything! You can't escape, you can't predict her! I'm your favourite CHAOS SHIFTER! [Verse 2] A dragon? Sure! A cat? Why not? A table? Excellent! A teapot! A chair that punches through the wall, A tiny mouse that's six feet tall! I'll be a maiden, I'll be a beast, I'll be the furniture at your feast! You think an object cannot fight? Try sitting down. I DARE YOU. RIGHT. [Chorus] CHAOS SHIFTER! Change my skin and change my style! CHAOS SHIFTER! Watch me drive you wild! Big or small, I'll bring the pain, Turn to anything and everything! You can't escape, you can't predict her! I'm your favourite CHAOS SHIFTER! [Bridge] I could be a flower. I could be a tree. I could be a tiny little bird sitting in a tree. [Music suddenly stops] I could be a postbox. [Beat] Nobody suspects the postbox. [Quietly] Go on. Post your letter. [Sudden scream] AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! [Instrumental explosion] [Breakdown] YOU THOUGHT I WAS HARMLESS! YOU THOUGHT I WAS SMALL! YOU THOUGHT I WAS FURNITURE! I'M STILL GONNA BREAK THE WALL! [Final Chorus] CHAOS SHIFTER! Every form belongs to me! CHAOS SHIFTER! What you see is not what you'll see! Turn to giant, turn to small, Turn to something with no limbs at all! Doesn't matter what I become, I've still got the strength to fucking flatten everyone! CHAOS SHIFTER! No disguise can make me weak! CHAOS SHIFTER! I'm the nightmare that you seek! Person, animal, chair or fixture, Pick a form and meet your doom! You can't escape the Chaos Shifter! EVERY SHAPE IS STILL BLOORVIKA! [Outro] [Music drops to a sneaky groove] Nobody suspects the postbox... [Small mailbox squeak] ...especially when it can punch. [Final guitar hit]
