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Tekster: Stone Sour. Inside The Cynic.

I hear my poisons in the multitude
Why was I damned a human deemed too rude?
Somewhere between the madness and my mind
I live with lesions called the human kind

I wander aimlessly amongst the herd
Infesting shadows, I am undeterred
I give opinion 'cause you give no peace
They say we manifest the new disease

My head explodes, my soul berates
Erratic bonds, they scar my face
I won't exist, I won't persist

I cast a weary gaze into the crowd
Ten thousand reasons dropped into my mouth
My theoretix can't begin to live
So I have nothing more than life to give

My head explodes, my soul berates
Erratic bonds, they scar my face
I won't exist, I won't persist

See the lies you've given me
This is not what I should be
You say your truth isn't mine
Everything, everything
Everything you say's a lie

My head explodes, my soul berates
Erratic bonds, they scar my face
I won't exist, I won't persist
I won't exist, I won't persist
I won't exist, I won't exist, persist