[Singed] Insanity Mix ("Songs of the Summoned" contest.)
Tounge of bat, eye of newt, tiny dash of maple soot Should i add a gecko tail? No, this ain't no fairy tale! Student under Master Warwick, till his new form couldn't cut it. Not to brag, but i'm a sovereign self-made man of crafting toxins Head chemist in all of Noxus, and there is nothing that stops us using any source or notion to make Insanity Potions. Standing now at Fields of Justice, full of potions, numbness, toughness. Some would say I've gone unhinged, the brainsick chemist knowh as Singed!
Mix,mix, will it mix? Take a drink and get my fix. Fill their lungs 'til they deep six, and through it all get my kicks. Come on now, get a taste. Make haste, there's no time to waste. Through it all, I dare you, chase, and we'll just see who wins that race.
Some would say that I'm addicted, but they don't know I'm afflicted. Body's dead from head to toe, just one more thing to you to know. My nerves are dead, I feel no pain, got poison running through my venes. The stuff that made me dead inside is also what keeps me alive. Despite the troubling lack of life, I have no problem spreading strife give my green bottle a big shake, let's see what chemicals it makes. Using my fling or my adhesive helps my team to be cohesive. After all, they cannot fight if we plummel their face in, Right?!
Mix,mix, will it mix? Take a drink and get my fix. Fill their lungs 'til they deep six, and through it all get my kicks. Come on now, get a taste. Make haste, there's no time to waste. Through it all, I dare you, chase, and we'll just see who wins that race.
Mix,mix, will it mix? Take a drink and get my fix. Fill their lungs 'til they deep six, and through it all get my kicks. Come on now, get a taste. Make haste, there's no time to waste. Through it all, I dare you, chase, and we'll just see who wins that race.