Stone Sour

Stuck to the dog, pissin out both ends
I got a hundred lethal weapons that I call my friends
Aint a person on earth who could take my life
I wish they would so a man could get some sleep at night
But my design is a mixture of descent and decay
I see a monster in the mirror fucking everyday
Can a man ever wash his hands of blood?
Perpetual deja vu, isnt that enough?
Peel back the layers and see what Ive become
Satisfied? now I feel nothing
Stay away - I swear it wasnt me!
See if you can relish if you close both eyes
Every time I make an issue of it, someone dies
Carried out like a hit man, set in stone
Dont know why I even bother to be left alone
In my opinion, its a self-serving fucked-up phase
Got a picture in my wallet that I keep, in case i
Gotta go, gotta split, gotta make it to a higher level than this
But I could be wrong, what I say is wrong, what I really want to say is
Peel back the layers and see what Ive become
Satisfied? now I feel nothing