Texty: Slipknot. Slipknot Vol. 3 (The Subliminal Verses). Opium Of The People.
Watch those idiosyncrasies
Watch all the idiots fall on me
Running out of ways to get outta the way
Take another shot just to stay the same
But I need some balance, back it off
Fill your lungs 'til it makes you cough
Tell me everything's gonna be alright
'Cause I don't think, I'll make it through tonight
The only way is all the way
The only way, is all the way
The only way
(The only way)
Is all the way
(Is all the way)
The only way
(The only way)
Is all the way
Oh my God
It's judgment day and I'm not prepared
Everybody's out there's runnin' scared
So take a little bit off the top
I don't care, just make it stop
I won't give another soul to you
I won't give another life to you
You don't have to stop
Stop, stop, stop
Do one thing and say something cryptic
But the styles always clash
One thing I know for sure
Hypothetical won't work anymore
One wrong move and they will pound
My nails are tight inside my wrists
This sacrament is sacrilege and sentimental
Deity experimental faith is accidental
I won't give another soul to you
I won't give another life to you
I won't give another thought to you
I won't give anymore my hope to you
Watch all the idiots fall on me
Running out of ways to get outta the way
Take another shot just to stay the same
But I need some balance, back it off
Fill your lungs 'til it makes you cough
Tell me everything's gonna be alright
'Cause I don't think, I'll make it through tonight
The only way is all the way
The only way, is all the way
The only way
(The only way)
Is all the way
(Is all the way)
The only way
(The only way)
Is all the way
Oh my God
It's judgment day and I'm not prepared
Everybody's out there's runnin' scared
So take a little bit off the top
I don't care, just make it stop
I won't give another soul to you
I won't give another life to you
You don't have to stop
Stop, stop, stop
Do one thing and say something cryptic
But the styles always clash
One thing I know for sure
Hypothetical won't work anymore
One wrong move and they will pound
My nails are tight inside my wrists
This sacrament is sacrilege and sentimental
Deity experimental faith is accidental
I won't give another soul to you
I won't give another life to you
I won't give another thought to you
I won't give anymore my hope to you
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