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Corey Taylor

Genres: Rock

Wither Lyrics - Corey Taylor

I don't care, they say my angel glow is subsiding 

I'm sliding outside of these high beams and I won't dare 

Try to mend this tear, I love I'm fading 

The good once there is just dying 

So I'm withering away and I'ma trigger when I spray 

And I'm attacking everybody till the feeling's gone! 

 

All my life I loved with people, so passive back then 

I thought I'd be above this evil, my tolerance level 

Then was up with doves and eagles, currently I've 

Hit ground zero under bugs and beetles 

I'm tilted, inside my head's a lettuce but wilted 

Serotonin, dopamine, and norepinephrine I spilt it 

Could it be how many times I've been ran over and jilted? 

That makes me wanna totally detach from light and just kill shit 

 

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I'll know when the pain is gone 

It's just a matter of time before my bosses win 

And I can feel the wrong 

Coming up through the cracks of my heart again 

I'm holding on, I'm going 

Straight into the mouths of makers 

Everything that keeps me calm was taken 

I'm letting go, I'm burning through, reserves are low 

Just pushing on these old restraints 

My time is up cause it's too late 

 

I'm about to blow up on anyone in my way 

My anger's set to show up, at any time today 

 

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I'm about to blow up on anyone in my way 

My anger's set to show up, at any time today 

I am lookin' for some fire, yeah, putting on my gang attire 

Drooling and blood I can taste, so get the fuck outta my face 

I'm a killer with a quick switch, yeah, all I ever really wanted was bliss 

Look at me wither to waste, so get the fuck outta my face 

Find another one to get bent, yeah, and it ain't no stoppin' this 

Lovin' the thrill of the chase, so get the fuck outta my face 

 

N9ne's a nigga with the sick-ness, yeah, and it ain't no blockin' this 

It doesn't matter the race, just get the fuck out my face 

Going, withering away 

 

Going, withering away 

Going, withering away 

I gotta say, when my mother died, I really did inside 

And that's the other thing that did it 

 

Turning my crazy on a hundred babies gonna plummet 

Maybe I should be committed 

What am I supposed to do? 

Do I just keep faking? fucking forsaking everything I am? 

Another pissed mother fucker with a fist and a plan 

Oh but you're making me do this 

I can scream while you stand there clueless 

If you're listening I've made up my mind 

 

Take another step and I'll snap this time! 

Something please save me, I'm losing myself 

I don't think I wanna stop it, but the feeling inside is nauseous 

I get really exhausted off it, gotta find a way to wash it lock it 

Profit matter so I got to drop it, ain't nobody in the cockpit 

Toss this lostness, people from the office boxes 

If you cross this boss live cautious 

Don't make me, don't make me repeat myself 

For your safety, because a pilly is beneath my belt 

But I don't wanna do anything bad to anybody 

 

But I'll never be perfect 

So I'ma say to the people that got a little evil comin' at you from me I think they 

deserve it 

Going, withering away 

 

Going, withering away 

Going, withering away 

(Down) 

Straight, you don't really snap it out 

 

My lady backin' out cause I'm becoming really mean and vicious 

Watching me wither, how can I give her 

Blood when I been so tainted round these bitches 

We are the antidote 

Chemically inbalanced, completely dependable 

Soak blood on my knuckles and taste it 

Another sick kid labeled as wasted 

I don't forgive, I don't forget 

I haven't got time to regret 

Everybody else in the world can hate me 

Nobody but me can save me! 

Shit, Yates, hates, this, place 

If they close enough for me to hit the switch 

I'm willing to never turn it on 

I got the feelin' I'm gonna be comin' and killin' 

There gonna be reelin' the evil in front of a psycho 

And them who mentally gone 

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