Tekster: Slipknot (USA). Otras Canciones. Condemned.

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Some inner fury's got a hold on me
Ties me up won't let me free
Pain... it makes me hate
I wonder now it is too late
Thoughts of death psychotic dreams
Alter his thoughts to swim in the mainstream
Don't let him think he'll be okay
Give him a pill, he'll be ok

Living life by the will of others; damned to hell
Put some flowers in the padded cell. Perish in a cell
Keep him away from his life's contentment: damned to
Therapy to reduce the resentment-psycho cell hell

Crucify me with your lies
What we say what we do; you despise
Ignorance: the shwing of; is in yer eyes
Open up, understand realize

Out of control, with a pathetic vengeance
Mind decay with a life sentence
Dehumanized by doctors lies
Pain is there, it's in his eyes
Alter his thoughts to swim in the mainstream
Don't let him think he'll be okay
Give him medicine, he'll be ok.