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