SWOLLEN MEMBERS - TORTURE
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(Chorus)x2
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We don't force it
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Just remember we don't force it
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We don't forfeit
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Aw naw we don't forfeit
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don't forget
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yeah this gold I spit, I told 'em we rollin with swollen shit
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[Mad Child]
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Keep a deeper state of a mind less tortured
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poison apple move through orchard
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I approach you, walk in circles
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spirit of the hunter I could hunt you
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locked in emotional realm
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my private world is painful
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And I don't care if it rain in my window pane inside I'mma insane angel
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no gold at the end of my rainbow
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get a hold of myself 'fore my brain go boom
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sittin in my room consumed with doom
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doors open force flow through me
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springtime bloomin daphodiles
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still got a six shot revolver
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my gangster friends wont get this album
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not my problem
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I hibernate but I still called 'em
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(Chorus)x2
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[Prevail]
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Revel in my glory, kneel before me
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or the straight jacket come around
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grey casket underground
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name captivate a crowd, leave 'em in suspense
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maximum overdrive last of my kind alive
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mastermind every single movement like a puppeteer
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go for the throat again, no friend we don't pretend
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send you to the other end flames on the flesh burn
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meet nephastopholese, heat make it hard to breathe
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leave while you have the chance I could change my mind
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advantage of ricochet adventures in anime
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tear away the back drop revealing the hopeless
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incentive to innovate, allow me to demonstrate
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pinpoint and penetrate the heart like a steel shaft
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birds circle my prey this verse workin my way
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the thirst never left me I just had to find it
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hazardous is chemical no MC identical
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(Chorus)x2
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[Mad Child]
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Exert energy, hurt enemy
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love run raw through the veins of my army
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nothin feel better than the strength of my movement
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my revolution, offer solution
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triple seven on a path less traveled
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psycho psychadellic thoughts unravel
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master thief drink psycho juice
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with like-minded maniacs who like abuse
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[Prevail]
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Insult to injury, full color imagery
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revenge will be the motivation, open wounds, lacerations
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focus my fascination, nose to the grindstone
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this is not an accident battle axe accurate
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immaculate structure my alphabetic framework
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strength of a monolith, brains of a novelist
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ominous approach engulf words like a bonfire
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spiritual vision quest, sacred as eagle's nest
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(Chorus)x2
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Torture
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Swollen Members |