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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Lead Vocals
Chris Fehn
Chris Fehn
Percussion
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Percussion
Venturella Alessandro
Venturella Alessandro
Bass Guitar
Jay Weinberg
Jay Weinberg
Drums
Craig Jones
Craig Jones
Keyboards
Mick Thomson
Mick Thomson
Guitar
Sid Wilson
Sid Wilson
Turntables
James Root
James Root
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Songwriter
James Root
James Root
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slipknot
Slipknot
Producer
Jeremy Lubsey
Jeremy Lubsey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Chris Claypool
Chris Claypool
Assistant Engineer
Evin O'Cleary
Evin O'Cleary
Assistant Engineer
Geoff Neal
Geoff Neal
Assistant Engineer
Marcus Johnson
Marcus Johnson
Assistant Engineer
Dan Monti
Dan Monti
Editing Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Joe Barresi
Joe Barresi
Mixing Engineer
Greg Fidelman
Greg Fidelman
Producer
Greg Gordon
Greg Gordon
Recording Engineer
Jim Monti
Jim Monti
Recording Engineer
Sara Lyn Killion
Sara Lyn Killion
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
RISE
Half alive and stark-raving free and maligned for encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption…
Due to the prolific nature of this statement, listener aggression is advised.
[Verse 2]
It's strange; whenever I see a gun, I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind- Yeah, it blows my fucking mind
These days, I never seem to get enough. I'm tired of this shit- I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time- don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance and all their common evils
This planet isn't special- collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment I know is on my way
[Verse 3]
So cut/cut/cut me up and fuck/fuck/fuck me up
CUT/CUT/CUT ME UP AND FUCK/FUCK/FUCK ME UP
Irreverence is my disease- it's second hand but you know me
The Son of a Bitch is on his knees- the Last Man Standing gets no pity
[Verse 4]
Somewhere on a toilet wall, I read the words
'You FORM A LINE to FORMALIZE the FORMER LIES' and I finally saw the truth
Something so profound and it was sitting there, surrounded by
The garbage and the stains- another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years but you don't comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight fear because I understand it
Androgyny and insults- you try so hard to be difficult
You want to win the war? Know what you're fighting for.
[Verse 5]
So cut/cut/cut me up and fuck/fuck/fuck me up
CUT/CUT/CUT ME UP AND FUCK/FUCK/FUCK ME UP
Irreverence is my disease- it's second hand but you know me
The Son of a Bitch is on his knees- the Last Man Standing gets no pity
With Angel Eyes and Demon seeds- you're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you see- the Last Man Standing gets no pity
[Verse 6]
Cut/cut/cut me up and fuck/fuck/fuck me up
CUT/CUT/CUT ME UP AND FUCK/FUCK/FUCK ME UP
Written by: Jim Root, Corey Taylor
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