Devil - Swollen Members

This is Dagger Mouth.

Swollen Members

This is Mad Child

We’re stripping it down.

Going back to basics

We’re keeping it classic now, fuck all that bullshit

Real hip-hop.

It’s 12:30 AM

I’m drinking Red Bull right now

That’s how we do it

Yo I’m losing my mind, spinning out of control

People think that I’m an animal as far as it go

Used to be the fucking star of the show

20, 000 getting crazier the harder we go

With my partner Peter Parker I was jumping like a trampoline

Web spinning Spiderman swinging from the scaffolding

Ain’t no feeling like stage diving

Jumping over barricades, mad human hurricane

Beats by Viking, go, greased lightning

Life’s so frightening, there’s no rewriting it

And I’m insane and my name’s Shane

And I like pills and doing cocaine

Shane found new friends and filled this anguish

Shane gotta find another way to deal with pain

Shane gotta find another way to deal with shame

Shane gotta find another way to deal with Shane

Hey, yo-

Crowd surfing, stage diving

Life’s perfect, keep thriving

Sick serpents in my circus

Keep feeding 'til I’m worthless

Now I’m nervous, hand shaking

Sense fakeness, my heart’s breaking

Tense faking, can’t take it

It’s too late, you met Satan

You make friends with the Devil

You have fun with the Devil

You make vows with the Devil

Now who you think gonna win?

You make love to the Devil

You have fun with the Devil

You win fights with the Devil

You get right with the Devil

Now who you think gonna win?

Hey yo mic like a megaphone, live from the danger zone

Overdrive saber-tooth tiger writing crazy poems

Plated chrome Shure 57s, no cords

Sky dive and record, record and then win an award

Man overboard, the water is cold and filled with predators

Who outcasted both of my team just like a Senator

Competitors I’m chopping up their heads like some lettuces

Iceberg words Judge Dredd death sentences

Partner is a venomous Dennis the Menace

Nemesis running for shelter, Sharon Tate, Helter Skelter

Delta force airfoce four course live show

Bring your appetite cause we can feed you till you’re full

Pull people from the floor to the stage beside us

Once a spectator now a top rated stage diver

On a combat cause a highly trained cage fighter

Space face, Silver Surfer, Peter Parker, black spider, yeah

Crowd surfing, freestyling

Loud music, keep driving

Short circuit, we overworked it

Keep speeding, the road is perfect

Now I’m swerving, hands shaking

Sense danger, my heart’s racing

Engine breaking, I can’t take it

It’s too late, you met Satan

You make friends with the Devil

You have fun with the Devil

You make vows with the Devil

Now who you think gonna win?

You make love to the Devil

You have fun with the Devil

You win fights with the Devil

You get right with the Devil

Now who you think gonna win?

I can hear the crowd screaming, green eyes gleaming

Staring at the corner at a winged horned demon

He look angry, energy is gnarly

Smoke coming out of his nose he start snarling

Everything was peace Bob Marley

He’s on his sixteenth can, hops and barley

Cops make it quite clear they don’t like him

Try to instil fear, I’m not frightened

That’s a bad look, the wrong angle

My ego’s outta control, you’ll get mangled

That’s the trap that he wants me in

That’s the trap and he’ll feed from my greed and sin

Nobody’s going to back me into a corner, man

I’ll pick my own fucking lawyers

I’ll pick my own manager

I’ll pick my own fucking friends, man

I got a problem with authority

Nobody tells me what to do

Watch me fuck my whole fucking life up