Corey Taylor

I vanlig ordning.
Söndag.
Kärlekskrank.
Tycker synd om mig själv.
Känner mig ensam.
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Even if you run
I will find you
I decided I want you
Now I know
I need
If you can't be bought, tougher than I thought
Keep in mind - I am with you
Never left out fate, can't concentrate
Even if you run

You will be mine!
Ah, fucking you will be mine!
Ah, fucking you will be mine!
Ah, fucking you will be mine!

I found you
Leaning out of an open window
You laughed, our fingers clenched
Too perfect, far too careless
I couldn't help myself - I just took you

Dammit man I knew it was a mistake
(You brought it outta me) Mistake


Better make yourself at home
You're here to stay
You won't bother me
If you let me bother you
All the doors are locked, all the windows shut
Keep in mind - I watch you
Never leave my side, never leave me, fucker
Even if you run

What the fuck is different?
Man, I can't believe I'm doing this
What the fuck is different?
I can't believe I'm doing this


Man I knew it was a mistake
Dammit man I knew it was a mistake
(You brought it outta me) Mistake