Stone Sour

The bloody angle
The symmetry
Your cheap adhesilism holding me
My mouth is a gun I can shoot
I can show you the truth
And I don't need a reason to lie to you
No pun intended
No punishment
If I offended you, you needed it!
I dish all the bullets in your mind
A fissure in time
If you don't have a weapon,
You can't have mine!
I can bleed if I wanna bleed
I can feel if I feel the need
This saints, is my last confession
This life, it feels like a prison
Oohoo, I'm not afraid!
I'm nearly into grievances again
Your looking at an absolute zero
I'm not the Devil, but I won't be your hero!
The catatonic,
The sacrilege,
Your pre-madonna's are a privilege
My god has a need to react,
It's as simple as that
It's been in just a shadow
And faced the facts