Half alive and stark raving free and maligned for encroaching The purpose of this commercial-free interruption Due to the prolific nature of this statement Listener aggression is advised
It's strange, whenever I see a gun I think about just how petty you are And it blows my fucking mind Yeah, it blows my fucking mind These days, I never seem to get enough I'm tired of this shit, I want to go home Don't waste my fucking time Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional Gets crushed by commom people With jealousy and ignorance And all their common evils This planet isn't special, Collections made of clay I'm waiting for the punishment I know it's on my way
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Irreverence is my disease It's secondhand, but you know me The son of a bitch is on his knees The last man standing gets no pity
Somewhere on a toilet Wall I read the words 'you form a line to formalize, the former lies' and I finally saw the truth Something so profound and it's was sitting there Surrounded by the garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuse Now I've been saying this for years But you don't comprehend it I fight hell and I fight fear Because I understand it Androgeny and insults You try so hard to be difficult You wanna win the war? Know what you're fighting for
Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Irreverence is my disease It's secondhand, but you know me The son of a bitch is on his knees The last man standing gets no pity With angel eyes and demon seeds You're missing what you really need When all is said and done, you see The last man standing gets no pity No pity, no pity, no pity No pity, no pity Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
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Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérpretes: Alessandro Venturella, Corey Taylor (SOUNDEXCHANGE), Craig Jones, James Donald Root (James Root), Jay Weinberg, Michael Pfaff (Slipknot), Michael Shawn Crahan (Crahan M Shawn), Mickael G Thomson (SOUNDEXCHANGE), Sid WilsonPublicado em 2014 e lançado em 2014 (22/Set)ECAD verificado fonograma #10244496 em 14/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM