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clockworc - critical lyrics

[intro]
oh, oh, now look what you’ve done to me
oh, look what you’ve done to me
oh, oh, now look what you’ve done to me
oh, look what you’ve done to me

[chorus: justin cohen]
my condition been critical
you can’t catch it on no video, it’s invisible
i’m a sickly individual
my condition been, my condition been’
critical

[verse 1: clockworc]
(yah!) catch me at the front row when the world implode
going dumbo with the kinfolk (let’s go!)
lips closed, let the pig roast
’cause i’ve been wrong when a b+tch told (true true true true true)
that’s right but n0body gonna be going and bringing a problem to me
but me ripping at the seams i could feel the fiend beneath
wanted to f+ck the system ’til i paid my attention to build leverage
then i friend zoned a beast
i’m taking a bag, making it last, f+ck tax
take a bad news bear, turn him to a teddy graham, sh+t’s sweet
i’m on your lips like a fu manchu (okay)
take a blue face, turn into a blue man group
and this money don’t talk so i’m droppin’ a clue
i’m in the kitchen with the rope pulling up the troops (that’s right)
i got the kind of sick that get it done (get it done)
only problem with me ever really been that there’s only one
[chorus: justin cohen]
my condition been critical
you can’t catch it on no video, it’s invisible
i’m a sickly individual
my condition been, my condition been’
critical

[post+chorus: clockworc]
now there ain’t no cure, can’t tell me where to go
i’ve been too far gone, ain’t no one home
i’m sick, sick, sick
no cure, no fix (no cure, no fix)
now there ain’t no cure, can’t tell me where to go
i’ve been too far gone, ain’t no one home
i’m sick, sick, sick
no cure, no fix

[verse 2: clockworc]
obsession can lead me into plight of passion (yeah!)
daggers in the back of that highest fashion
crimes of attraction when blinders active
when that torch burns out, they gon’ finally pass it (maybe)
if it sound too good, they put bad news first (yup)
plateau’s a word to control your worth
old souls die young ’cause d+mn, it all hurts
but i’m fit to get ignant for bliss on earth (let’s go)
seen too much to trust you f+cks
claim tough then you turn into a succubus
everything i ever done been ill+strious
it’s fake love when you have what they k!ll to clutch
but really the medicine been givin’ impediments
so i’ma skip and keep the scarlet letter on my letterman
and reap the benefits of this sickness, it just fits
i’m a plague on all who fall for bullsh+t (yah!)
x+ray vision, i see when a spine missin’ (okay)
pen game different, i death mode my feelings (uh!)
origin story of how i became a villain
started when they gave me my first script, i had to flip it
i’ve been bad news like ron on the jazz flute
since a youth i’ve been too beaucoup for y’all boots
i’m the truth though, huge, you could never handle
d+mned for the diagnosis but d+mn i feel d+mn good
[chorus: justin cohen]
my condition been critical
you can’t catch it on no video, it’s invisible
i’m a sickly individual
my condition been, my condition been’
critical

- clockworc lyrics

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