Maxim

Maxim - My Web lyrics

rate me

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 fuck, 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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