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Some information about Omega Lyrics Title: Stone Sour - Omega lyrics Artist: Stone Sour Album: Stone Sour Visitors: 4 visitors have visited Omega Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. What a skeletal wreck of man this is. Translucent flesh and feeble bones the kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic domes. Running rampid with free thought to free formand the free and clear. When the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a laundry mat to sift and focus on the biggerbetternow. We all have a little sin that needs venting virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems are ripped from the branches of officedo you know where your post entails? Do you serve a purposeor purposely serve? When in doubt inside your atavistic allurethe value of a summer spentand a winter earned. For the rest of usthere is always Sunday. The day of the week the reeks of restbut all we do is catch our breath so we can wade naked in the bloody pooland place our hand on the bigblack book. To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers. A vacation is a countdownT minus your life and countingtime to drag your tongue across the sugar cube and hope you get a taste. WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THIS FOR? WHAT THE HELL S GOING ON? SHUT UP! I can go on and on but lets move onshall we? Sayyour meand I m youand they all watch the things we do and like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs haven t felt like this in years. The great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuselet me go and punch me into the dead spout again. That s where you go when there s no one else around it s just youand there was never anyone to begin withnow was there? Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with their thumb on the pulse and a finger on the trigger. CLASSIFIED MY ASS! THAT S A FUCKING SECRETAND YOU KNOW IT! Government is another way to say better:than:you. It s like ice but no picka murder charge that won t stick it s like a whole other world where you can smell the food but you can t touch the silverware. Huhwhat luck. Fascism you can vote for. Humphisn t that sweet? And we re all gonna die some daybecause that s the American way and I ve drunk too muchand said too little when your gaffer taped in the middlesay a prayersay a faceget your self together and see what s happening. SHUT UP! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! I m sorryI could go on and on but their times to move on soremember: you re a wreckan accident. Forget the freakyour just nature. Keep the gun oiledand the temple cleaned shit snort and blasphemelet the heads cooland the engine run. Because in the endeverything we dois just everything we ve done. Hottest songs from Stone Sour : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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