Opium Of The People (2004, Vol.3: The Subliminal Verses)
Genre: Alternative Metal
Watch those idiosyncrasies Watch all the idiots fall on me Running out of ways to get outta the way Take another shot just to stay the same But I need some balance - Back it off Fill your lungs 'til it makes you cough Tell me everything's gonna be alright 'Cause I don't think I'll make it through tonight
The only way - Is all the way
Oh - my - God It's judgement day and I'm not prepared Everybody out there's running scared So - Take a little bit off the top I don't care, just make it stop
I won't give another soul... to you I won't give another life... to you You have to stop Stop!
Do one thing and say something cryptic But the styles always clash One thing I know for sure The hypothetical won't work anymore One wrong move and they will pound! My nails are tight inside my wrists This sacrament is sacrilege and sentimental Deity experimental - Faith is accidental
I won't give another soul... to you I won't give another life... to you I won't give another thought... to you I won't give anymore of my hope... to you