Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dan Donegan
Electric Guitar
David Draiman
Lead Vocals
Mike Wengren
Drums
Enrique Santiago
Programming
Frank Delamora
Programming
Fuzz
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Donegan
Songwriter
David Draiman
Songwriter
Mike Wengren
Songwriter
Steve Kmak
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Disturbed
Producer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
Steve Sisco
Mixing Engineer
Johnny K
Producer
Tadpole
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah, bringing you another disturbing creation
From the mind of one sick animal who can't tell the difference
And gets stupefied
I've been waiting my whole life for just one fuck
And all I needed was just one fuck
How can you say that you don't give a fuck
I find myself stupefied, coming back again
All I wanted was just one fuck
One tiny little innocent fuck
And when I feel like I strayed out of luck
I find myself stupefied, coming back again
Why do you like playing around with my narrow scope of reality?
I can feel it all start slipping, I think I'm breaking down
Why do you like playing around with my narrow scope of reality?
I can feel it all start slipping away
See but I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupefied, it's all the same you say, live with it
But I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it
I get stupefied, I get stupefied
All the people in the left wing rock
And all the people in the right wing rock
And all the people in the underground rock
I find myself stupefied, coming back again
All the people in the high rise rock
And all the people in the projects rock
And all la hente in the bario rock
I find myself stupefied, coming back again
Why do you like playing around with my narrow scope of reality?
I can feel it all start slipping, I think I'm breaking down
Why do you like playing around with my narrow scope of reality?
I can feel it all start slipping away
See but I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupefied, it's all the same you say, live with it
But I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupefied, I get stupefied
And don't deny me
No baby now, don't deny me
And darlin', don't be afraid
But I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupefied
Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify
Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify
Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify
Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify
Writer(s): David Draiman, Mike Wengren, Dan Donegan, Steve Kmak
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