Brando DiMichele - Critical! Lyrics

The hierarchy needs me to
Stop it from depleting
Competition is scarce and
Few and far between
Sometimes I stare at the ceiling
An alien wouldn't know what I'm feeling
But the textures detour me and assure me that I
Am very best for my being
All of them want the same
Opulence is the aim
Some seem to do it better while
Tethered toward different pains
I look at other's bane suddenly I feel insane for I lack
Misery thought it's a mystery how long
I should continue this game
My goal is to journey towards the deepest of hells to one day soar
To the highest of heavens it's not at all obvious where to start it or where to depart from
Perhaps I should act as a prophet go the the projects identify every single outcome
I already did that it was apart of it
Act like an idiot who thinks he's a postulate
But that wasn't it it was too basic it was too calm and to patient
So what should I do, do more drugs risk schizophrenia
Put it on the wait list I'll save up for another break yes
How much do I want for breakfast stare at the bank until my next payment

Hold on
I'll explain this loosely
It just seems to me confusing

Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' critical
Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' critical

I was born from chaos it was up to me to give my people
Order for I could afford it
Then I failed now everyone decides to
Run amok in my face
Oh I failed skinny and weak and now my
Future's growing bleak and thus I
Freeze in disbelief I can
No longer see
Stop being a pussy this family is under reconstruction (son)
Get a grip on business
In a sliver instant anything
You build will burst to pieces we live
Even if you come to nothing we don't
Need you useless genius why not risk
Everything so you can be it leave it
Leave it leave it sacrifice
Why can't I see it I mean I can see it but the path is such a
Blur to me amateur connoisseur onto entrepreneur
Seems like the word to be yessiree
Though it's so basic
What's to say I won't change it implant and asic
Into my skull to make me far more
Complacent I'll understand my place yes enslave
Me until I feel full
Everyone's facial expressions have shown me exactly what I needed to know
Thank you (Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you)
Just before you go thank you
(Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you)
Feeding me until I grow thank you
(Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you)
Vertigo commando
You chose a story about Brando
Echo the voices of my grotto
Over ended with a micro dose
Isolate the silo psycho so (Oh)

Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' critical
Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' critical

It was always a vice to virtue signal it was
Always a vice to vice signal
Why not stop forever and ever
My words are quite abysmal
My cognition is starting to fizzle
The longer I wait the longer I remain crippled
My conscience is great but as long as I'm idol
I make sure that I am little
Ah it'd be easier if the man was here
It'd be easier if the man was here and he was active
Acted in fact of
Acted as if he was masculine had his own passion
Strappin' in and lack redaction I get why everyone is
Saddened but after that I wanted to confront the dragon
One is still tryin' to figure out what happened one is still mourning was happened
One already move on to acceptance
One repressed it then accepted it
And then you got me
I don't have any feeling so I just reassess it
Again and again
Into eternity until one day we'll reach ascension
Right like what is to do here
Do I even want to get a message across
Probably not every time I talk I
Destroy the worlds freedom of thought
Whether or not is shown by God
Hell oder heaven gotta hold dear to me
Quite a lot chronically rot
Can only imagine the beings and things I've 'tempted to block

Oh my goodness oh my goodness
This is so juicy
This just screams scrutiny

Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' critical
Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' critical
Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' critical
Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' criti' (Ah)
Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' critical
Hit 'em with a hundred percent damage to the skull
Criti' criti' criti' criti' critical