Slipknot Lyrics
Slipknot Lyrics
"Metabolic Lyrics"
Marks of the Cross Lyrics
Words by Bob Hartman Based on Matthew 10:39, Luke 9:62 These days shallow and feeble resolve abound And true devotion and passionate fervor are seldom found B
Words by Bob Hartman Based on Matthew 10:39, Luke 9:62 These days shallow and feeble resolve abound And true devotion and passionate fervor are seldom found B
Gone - I couldn't murder your promise
Right before my eyes
The revolutions of my psychosis
Kept me outta the way
Once - inside - all I hold is ash...
Fail - suppressing every feeling
I'm in so much pain
I have every fuckin' right to hate you
I can't take it!
The hardest part was knowing that I could never be
T for Texas (Blue Yodel No. 1) Lyrics
T for Texas T for Tennessee (repeat) T for Thelma that gal that made a wreck out of me. (yodel) (Second verse) If you don't want me, mamma, you don't have to call (repeat)
you T for Texas T for Tennessee (repeat) T for Thelma that gal that made a wreck out of me. (yodel) (Second verse) If you don't want me, mamma, you don't have to call (repeat)
Now all I do is sit around and wish I could forget you
My demise - I took a life worth living and
Made it worth a mockery
I deny - I fold, but they keep on coming
(Stop) I'm always ready to die
But you're killing me
Who are you to me? Who am I to you?
Is this a lesson in nepotistic negligence?
By default, you are
Superb**cH Lyrics
[Verse 1] She's a hustler, get it off the muscler, raw motherfucker Other hoes can't touch her Fly bitch, do or die bitch, my bitch don't play, baby Doin' every damn
my only link to the outside[Verse 1] She's a hustler, get it off the muscler, raw motherfucker Other hoes can't touch her Fly bitch, do or die bitch, my bitch don't play, baby Doin' every damn
Psychosomatic suicide
Where were you when I was down?
Can you show me a way...
To face everyday with this face - goodbye
My demise - I took a life worth living and
Made it worth a mockery
I deny - I fold, but they keep on coming
(Stop) I'm always ready to die
But you're killing me
When
The wayward wind Lyrics
(Neil Young) In a lonesome shack by the railroad track I spent my younger days And I guess the sound of the outward bound Made me a slave To my wandering q
I blur my eyes, they make the whole (Neil Young) In a lonesome shack by the railroad track I spent my younger days And I guess the sound of the outward bound Made me a slave To my wandering q
World breath - I see you fucking me
And I am absolutely controlling every urge
To mutilate - the one and only answer
So much for memories...
I wanna dress in your insecurities
And be the perfect you - I'm through
I'm out-stretched out for all to loathe
Here we go - the ultimate irony