Letra da Música Custer Slipknot

Yeah
Yeah
Rise
Half alive and stark-raving free and maligned
For encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of this statement
Listener aggression is advisedIt's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind
Yeah, blows my fucking mindThese days, I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of this shit, I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time
Don't waste my fucking timeBecause anything exceptional
Gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance
And all their common evils
This planet isn't special
Collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment
I know it's on my wayCut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me upIrreverence is my disease
It's second hand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pitySomewhere on a toilet wall, I read the words
You form a line to formalize the former lies
And I finally saw the truth
Something so profound
And it was sitting there surrounded by
The garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuseNow I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I fight hell, and I fight fear
Because I understand it
Androgyny and insults
You try so hard to be difficult
You want to win the war?
Know what you're fighting forCut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me upIrreverence is my disease
It's second hand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pityWith angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you see
The last man standing gets no pity
(No pity, no pity, no pity, no pity, no pity)Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and
Fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Composição: Jim Root / Corey Taylor.