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Distort your mind, corrupt children of all kinds
Your intellect I deform and warp, in my storm is where you're caught Reinstate your faith, your only faith is me they love to hate I'm the true dealer, with me they're familiar Caught up in my web, you got me caught up in your head I'm the shadow dark, that hides behind your heart Dr Jekyll inside, if you'll be Mr Hyde Try to control me, try to control me Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Systems I pollute, come bite my forbidden fruit Stain your environment, chalk up my bad influence Saturate reality, go to battle with your sanity The human race I exploit, and I leave you no choice Flood and overflow your cranium, what's the millennium? Personality not present, overturn your only innocence Suffocate your desire, set your vivid force on fire Into my world which you brought, prepare for second onslaught Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head I'll stunt your growth, degrade your self-esteem, leave you no hope Bleach your eyes with turpentine, tamper with the cord in the spine Subside your love-life, separate the yolk from the white I'm the true creator, mind decapitator I'm the evil that lurks, the pain inside that hurts Spike your dreams, plant my thoughts obscene, unclean Impregnate your ears, when you hear me, it's me you fear Me they hate the most, oh f**k, here comes the third dose Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head With me they're familiar Dissect you, detect my style like Ceaucescu Sell your soul, libido, jeopardise, pulverise your ego Dice and slice your skills, your pride inside I kill Show no remorse, you shouldn't play with the true force Terminate and scandalise, damage, expose, rectify You best fake your death, after me there'll be nothing left Abuse and torture, lyrically bring the lamb to the slaughter Increase my pace, style four direct in your face Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head With me they're familiar |
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