(Composição: Corey Taylor, Shawn Crahan, James Root) What a world, the horizon's Coming like a hell-bent killing machine Can't afford to be the goddamn wreckage Burn it all again at a million degrees Calling all the adamant upper-level Undefeated counterfeit cunts with a reason to fear Throw away all the meaningless shit that's clinging The enemy is here, I said stop Give it to three I'm gonna show you how to do it if you know what I mean One by one against, give me the name All you shiny pretty never-wills ruined the game You hold all the keys so the chains shouldn't hold you I know you heard me, I fucking told you Old does not mean dead, new does not mean best No hard feelings, I'm tired of being right about everything I've said Yours does not mean mine, kill does not mean die We are not your kind No excuses, I challenge you to all out fucking life Drop that shit and put it on a pedestal Children are afraid of the gods Raise your hands and show me what's impossible That makes us even, never tell me the odds What a bore, I'm getting stuck in a metaphor I don't wanna go to sleep I need a breakdown quick in negotiations Get it all together and remember to seethe, stop Give it to three I'm gonna show you how to do it if you know what I mean Drive by violence, more of the same I can see where you're going And I'm really ashamed Do you think when you act or just act like you're thinking? I gotta know now, you better tell me Old does not mean dead, new does not mean best No hard feelings, I'm tired of being right about everything I've said Yours does not mean mine, kill does not mean die We are not your kind I challenge you to all out life We are gathered here today to get it right Repeat after me "I will not celebrate mediocrity I will not worship empty shells I will not listen to worthless noises I will not subject myself to selected predictable choices My time, my attention My quality should not be bought and sold For convenience's sake, ever" We are not your kind (8x) Old does not mean dead, new does not mean best No hard feelings, I'm tired of being right about everything I've said Yours does not mean mine, kill does not mean die Pay attention, it's gonna be a while 'til I really feel alright Old does not mean dead, new does not mean best No hard feelings, I'm tired of being right about everything I've said Yours does not mean mine, kill does not mean die We are not your kind No excuses, I challenge you to all out fucking life All out life, yeah I challenge you to all out fucking life, yeah Live, live, live, life
