Death Lurking

[Lip Critic]

Find my weakness

Say is it an ankle busted knee

Is it the thing in front of me

[Lip Critic]

Everything I have at the center of the pot

Roll those dice let me see what I’ve got

I’m a gambling man I’d rather leave it up to God

Only know what I’ve had counting up what I’ve lost

[Lip Critic]

No more selfish ways

They line the bottom of the grave

50 try’s tryna get me off it

Chasing pleasures only turned me to a puppet

No more fast mistakes

Sleep light eyes cracked in a way

Nevеr one to take my time I’ll losе it

So infernal but I know I’ll still pursue it

[Lip Critic]

All that you want

Won’t be

What you get

When you’re a sardine

Still trapped in that net

[Lip Critic]

In the stadium

Body’s filling in

Paramecia

I tell them hunger is a gift

From lucifer's last hellion

[Izzy Da Fonseca]

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Que infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Que infernal

[Lip Critic]

Cut me open

It’s a belly ache

Everybody’s got something to give away

50 days

50 days

I’ll go build city out of waste

[Izzy Da Fonseca]

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Que infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Que infernal

[Lip Critic]

So when I’m running out the store you can’t stop me

Because I’ve got a greeters vest I’m an employee

300 loaves of bread and some gasoline

All I need to tip a scale that is balancing

Everything I had at the center of the pot

I used to roll the dice just to see what I got

Now I weigh the side with the six black dots

Barrel down the road money jammed in my socks

[?]

(Eu não acredito seu idiota, você fodeu com tudo!)

[Lip Critic]

I don’t go home like you

I don’t make food in the kitchen

And I don’t sleep in a bed

In a single position

And I don’t turn on a show

I don’t watch it and listen

I’ve got the mind of a hound

A lap dog disposition

And I’m

[Izzy Da Fonseca]

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Que infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Que infernal

[Lip Critic]

And I don’t talk on the phone

I don’t talk to a friend

I make a secret elixir

I find a spoon I can bend

Death lurks in the cabinets

And the dvd slots

He’s my security camera

I let him sit down and watch

[Izzy Da Fonseca]

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Que infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Infernal

Que infernal

[Lip Critic]

I don’t have time for a selfish man

I don’t have time for a selfish man

I don’t have time for a selfish man

I don’t have time for a selfish man

A selfish man

A selfish man

Selfish man

A selfish man

A selfish man

Selfish man

A selfish man

A selfish man

A selfish man

A selfish man

I don’t have time for a selfish man