Slipknot Lyric Book

(sic)

Pain!

Here comes the pain

Enemy,
Show me what you wanna be
I can handle anything
Even if I can't handle you

Readily
Either way it better be
Don't you fucking pity me
Get up, get off

What the hell am I saying?
I don't know about malevolent
Sure as hell decadent
I want somebody to step up, step off

Walls
Let me fall, fuck you all
Get a grip, don't let me slip
'Til I drop the ball

Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it
You're going down, this is a war

Fuck it!

Who the fuck am I to criticize your twisted state of mind?
You're leaving me suspect, I'm leaving you grotesque
Feels like a burn from which you never learn
Cause and effect, you jealous ass
Press your face against the glass - suffer

Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it
You're going down, this is a war!

Go!

I've just begun
It's about that time
Gotta get mine [x4]

You can't kill me
'Cause I'm already inside you [x4]

Sic, sic
Sic, sic