produced by ross robinson & slipknot

mixed by terry date

written by slipknot



im in conniptions for the final act you came here for 

the one derivative you manage is the one i abhor 

i need a minute to elaborate for everyone the everyday 

bullshit things that you have done

your impossible ego fuck

is like a megalomaniacal tab on my tongue 

and if you touch me i will rip you apart

ill reach in and take a bite out of that 

shit you call a heart...

i know why you blame me

i know why you plague yourself

im turning it around like a knife in the shell 

i wanna understand why, but im hurting myself 

i havent seen a lotta reasons to stop it 

i cant just drop it 

im just a bastard, but at least i admit it 

at least i admit it