Opium of the People Songtext
von Slipknot
Opium of the People Songtext
Come on!
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!
The only way is all the way!
The only way (the only way) is all the way! (Is all the way!)
The only way (the only way) is all the way!
Oh my God!
It′s judgment 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 will never)
I won′t give another life to you
No, you have to stop!
Stop!
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 will never)
I won't give another life to you (I will never)
I won't give another thought to you (I will never)
I won′t give any more of my hope to you
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!
The only way is all the way!
The only way (the only way) is all the way! (Is all the way!)
The only way (the only way) is all the way!
Oh my God!
It′s judgment 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 will never)
I won′t give another life to you
No, you have to stop!
Stop!
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 will never)
I won't give another life to you (I will never)
I won't give another thought to you (I will never)
I won′t give any more of my hope to you
Writer(s): Paul Gray, James Root, Corey Taylor, Sidney Wilson, Michael Crahan, Christopher Fehn, Craig Jones, Nathan Jordison, Mickael Thomson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com