Texty:
Stone Sour Bother

Wish I was too dead to cry My self-affliction fades Stones to throw at my creator Masochists to which I cater You don't need to bother; I don't need

Wish I was too dead to cry My self-affliction fades Stones to throw at my creator Masochists to which I cater You don't need to bother; I don't need

Wish I was too dead to cry My self-affliction fades Stones to throw at my creator Masochists to which I cater You don't need to bother; I don't need

The lady's adrift in a foreign land Singing on issues both humble and grand A decade flew past her and there on the page She read that the prince had

stayed too long...it's over Letting go, has let you down - just let me show you why Every life is a chance to try We can live like we both can't die

assigns division from clearance to ample scrambling. Let's note the magnificence in the difference. OK see two canaries on the wire aspire to separate luulabies both

time comes Just remember what I said Human'll find truth to tell a lie Take away my past and don't show me I can fly Sly like stone, it's on, you say

been heard To think like that is so absurd And where's your concentration in a maze I'm hearing voices again Now I'm free I take what I want And no one even bothers

I'm um probably just gonna go back smoke another one in an hour Just get real airy, fuckin' dreamy and shit Wake up drunk go to sleep fucked up We both