Swollen Members - Devil lyrics

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 f**ing 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? 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 c**aine 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 [Chorus] Crowd surfing, stage diving Life's perfect, keep driving Sick serpents in my service Keep feeding until I'm worthless Now I'm nervous, hand shaking Sense fakeness, my heart's breaking Tense? 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 sure 57 no quarts Sky dive into court, recording then winning award Man overboard, the water is cold and filled with predators Cloud casting over my team just like a Senator Competitors I'm chopping up their heads like some lettuces Iceberg words Judge Dredd d**h sentences Partner is a venomous Dennis the Menace Nemesis running for shelter, Sharon Tate, Helter Skelter Delta force air force 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 Spasefase Silver Surfer Peter Parker black spider yeah [Chorus] Crowd surfing, free styling 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 sixteen can, hops and barley Cops make it quite clear they don't like him Try to install 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 you wants me in That's the trap and you'll feed from my greed and sin