Jamie Madrox, Zug Izland, Driveby - Synplicity lyrics

Is my mind explicit cause I
Hang with a sinner
Hand in hand with the Hatchet
But it's nothin' familiar
Non believers keep walking till
We finally arrive
Black smoke around the family with
The red in our eyes
Cold chills from the death
Holding onto the past
With a pistol to the temple
Cause your life movin' fast
Devastated by the anger that
You need to escape
Right hand on the book, flip the page
Choose your fate

Kiss the dead on the red moon night
Will they cry, well I think they just might
Torturing, what's a frozen tear
This ain't hell, but I'd rather be there
Spiderweb, makes it hard to move
Death await's, yet I have nothing to prove
Twisted soul, in my mental game
Murder comes and goes with no kind of blame

Power drains as the dark becomes light
Trapped motionless cause the chords
Are too tight what will ever become of this
Book that I hold
Will the fire burn us like they told
Synplicity

Rain drops fall from the dark night sky
Bodies crawl from garbage cans
And alley ways alike
You can find me there in
The shadows without a doubt
Time for my people and me to come about
Children of the river and the misunderstood
Downtrodden and forgotten but still
It's all good
Now what you throw away is ours to keep
You know the children need a pillow
When they go to fuckin' sleep

Your disease, it's quite infectious
Once I know you're the object of my lust
Acid rain, come on and stick out your tongue
There's enough for each and every single one
Right or left, c-c-come follow me
Pyramids, l-lobotomy is necessary
Crystal ball, it's just Synplicity
Kings and queens, just show us
Where we should be, you motherfuckers

Power drains as the dark becomes light
Trapped motionless cause the chords
Are too tight what will ever become of this
Book that I hold
Will the fire burn us like they told
Synplicity

I was runnin' with a Hatchet down the block
My leg got popped when I copped
A dub at the dope spot
Everybody out to get me everywhere I go
Is it a sin to get your dick sucked by a ho
Fuck no what about the fact that I
Bring the dope guns
Stay outta my way and don't make
Me have to use one
Can't help the feeling, my head overloads
Pull the trigger and unload

Power drains as the dark becomes light
Trapped motionless cause the chords
Are too tight what will ever become of this
Book that I hold
Will the fire burn us like they told
Synplicity synplicity