Adrenaline - Swollen Members

We gonna rock the whole crowd

Come to your town, Smash the door down

Trash the whole room

Kick the walls in, night to morning

Then we do it again, its adrenaline

What we spit, beautiful and grotesque

Swim with us in the abyss to the deep depths, take a deep breath

Strike your lungs like a deadly pathogen, let the assassins in

Loss of oxygen leads to hospitals, loss of optical and audio optional

But not optimal, octagonal, box you in stronger than oxen friend

Accidents happen I’m a phenomenon

Looking at me is like staring at the ring too long, you have seven days

Witness one of the greatest efforts we’ve ever made

I’m a heavyweight swinging like Butterbean

I’m a cut you clean, like a sub machine

Gun and run its fun to chase someone in space the shots I pop a top a bass drum

You better believe I got a knife up my sleeve

Tell your buddies you ain’t leaving 'til you bloody and cleaved

Then by the glory of a warriors code

I’m a destroyer roll with a Bavarian heart

I’m territorial, wish I could look the door

Aggressive localism with my dogs of war

Small man’s complex you only get torn apart

MadChild kinda like Napoleon Bonaparte

Fornicate with porn stars, sluts, and strippers

But only on the Internet, but what’s the difference?

Cause everything’s a memory once it’s done

I can be my worst enemy just for fun

We urban guerillas, got friends with turbans that’s killers

We go from town to town burn and pillage your village

I’m merely concealing a weapon kept inside of my brain

That’s why I’m insane, desire and pain, fire and rain

Sexy beast with an extra piece of ecstasy

So this can work effectively

Connect with me, we’ll have a chain reaction

I’m playing the same game, I’m the main attraction

I’m carcinogenic;

my chemistry’s a little bit off

You tend to be a little bit soft

Well I’m off on my tangent, detective agent

Lieutenant who’s medicine you left with abrasions

Face the day like a vacation chasing

Fun, sun, and money then its back to the basement

Feels good taking it back to the basics

Like when I was hungry run around in my Asics

S & M was like the new cool band

That everybody be buzzing about at new stands

Who’s then, you wanna know, a lose cannon man

And it began with the tapes moving hand-in-hand

I’m writing under chandeliers

Something strange going on like Langoliers

This is one of them songs you can bang for years

Adrenaline through your heart we smash the unaware