Slipknot

And whatever may come,

It slowly disappears.

And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again.

All of my questions are answers to my sins.

I've known faces that have disappeared in time

Find me wrapped in glass and slowly soaked in lime

All My friends have pictures made to make you cry

I've seen this and wondered

What I've done to calcify

You all stare, but you'll never see

there is something inside me

I push my fingers into my eyes

It's the only thing

That slowly stops the ache.

Hard to say what caught my attention

Fixed and crazy – aphid attraction

Carve my name in my face — to recognize

Such a pheromone cult to terrorize

She seemed dressed in all of me

Stretched across my shame

All the torment and the pain

Leaked through and covered me

I'd do anything to have her to myself

Just to have her for myself