유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Corey Taylor
리드 보컬
Chris Fehn
타악기
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
타악기
Alessandro Venturella
베이스 기타
Jay Weinberg
드럼
Craig Jones
건반
Mick Thomson
기타
Sid Wilson
턴테이블
James Root
리드 기타
작곡 및 작사
Corey Taylor
송라이터
James Root
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Slipknot
프로듀서
Chris Claypool
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Evin O'Cleary
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Geoff Neal
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Marcus Johnson
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Jeremy Lubsey
어시스턴트 마스터링 엔지니어
Dan Monti
편집 엔지니어
Vlado Meller
마스터링 엔지니어
Joe Barresi
믹싱 엔지니어
Greg Fidelman
프로듀서
Greg Gordon
레코딩 엔지니어
Jim Monti
레코딩 엔지니어
Sara Lyn Killion
레코딩 엔지니어
가사
I have this one
Yeah
Yeah
Rise
Half alive and stark-raving free and maligned
For encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of this statement
Listener aggression is advised
It's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind
Yeah, it blows my fucking mind
These days, I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of this shit, I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time
Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance and all their common evils
This planet isn't special, collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment, I know it's on my way
So cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
Somewhere on a toilet wall, I read the words
"You form a line to formalize the former lies," and I finally saw the truth
Something so profound, and it was sitting there surrounded by
The garbage and the stains, another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years, but you don't comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight fear because I understand it
Androgyny and insults, you try so hard to be difficult
You wanna win the war? Know what you're fighting for
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
With angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you see
The last man standing gets no pity
No pity
No pity
No pity
No pity
No pity
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Writer(s): James Root, Corey Taylor
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