The Opium Of The People
Watch those idiosyncrasiesWatch all the idiots fall on meRunning out of ways to get outta the wayTake another shot just to stay the sameBut I need some balance - Back it offFill your lungs 'til it makes you coughTell 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 - GodIt's judgement day and I'm not preparedEverybody out there's running scaredSo - Take a little bit off the topI don't care, just make it stop
I won't give another soul... to youI won't give another life... to youYou have to stopStop!
Do one thing and say something crypticBut the styles always clashOne thing I know for sureThe hypothetical won't work anymoreOne wrong move and they will pound!My nails are tight inside my wristsThis sacrament is sacrilege and sentimentalDeity experimental - Faith is accidental
I won't give another soul... to youI won't give another life... to youI won't give another thought... to youI won't give anymore of my hope... to you