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Swollen Members - Concentrate lyrics
[Chorus x2] Concentrate and think about the words these monsters say Moves that we make and the ? That we doing Soon youll find yourself under there influence [Madchild] Ok, Jump back spin around Im Mixed up Say hi Crack you in the mouth and Kick dust Big Truck roll up at the window of a pickup Order a Quarter pounder while Im getting my dick sucked Madchild remember my name cause Ill forget Bad temper I punch myself in the head Im up against a wall no one to protect me Shoot my shadows had enough hes fed up he left me Im all alone but I love being lonely We outta the trees me and Moka only Start a single fine line of the sane asylum Its hard to stay calm when your brain is whiling Im smiling but inside im screamin Im a ragin demon but I love god pray every evening Seven, seven times Sometimes five I gotta do and say certain things before I drop I aint think of particular stuff, just comes to me Socials skills suck Im real bad company Still got a long way to go I aint sweating Cause everyday another day Towards where Im Getting [Chorus] [Madchild] You dont wanna push me past the edge You dont wanna cross the line till last you dead Aint nothing new to me to that I seen it You barkin up the wrong tree dog I mean it My whole team fen fine in fuck 50 of us roll up in the club like what? Everyone got a girl by the time we leave You can best guess that people get fucked Up this evening Im an American idol staple a maple leaf to my chest Make believe Im the best Keep telling yourself that Soon I will be Lets brainwash yourself till everyone feel me Appeal to the masses that Im made for action Suspenseful thriller it |
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