verse
I wipe it off the tile, the light is brighter this time
Everything is 3-D blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up
This is not the way I pictured me
I can't control my shakes!
How the hell did I get here?
Something about this, so very wrong
I have to laugh out loud, I wish I didn't like this
Is it a dream or a memory?
bridge
You haven't learned a thing
I haven't changed a thing
The flesh was in my bones
The pain runs always free
You haven't learned a thing
I haven't changed a thing
The flesh was in my bones
The pain runs always free
Writer(s): Paul Gray, Corey Taylor, Sidney Wilson, Michael Crahan, Christopher Fehn, Craig Jones, Nathan Jordison, Mickael Thomson