Every time I fall
I'm a little less me and a little bit more you
And everywhere I go
There's a little less there and a little bit more to lose
Did you ever wonder why
I can't decide if I'm a little bit dead or a little bit guarded
Cause even when I try
You and I are a little less there and just discarded

If we collapse
Under all the weight
Of our self-importance
What if it's too late

I threw it all away
It doesn't make it better
Why am I the ostracized
Maybe I can change
If I put it back together
If I'm right then I don't wanna know

Even if I could
I'll never be free from a little bit more than this
It won't do any good
Any other way is a little bit more to risk
But I say "Fuck it, risk it!"

If we collapse
Only time will tell
Obey the same disorders
And ride your ass to hell

I threw it all away
It doesn't make it better
Why am I the ostracized
Maybe I can change
If I put it back together
If I'm right then I don't wanna know

I threw it all away
It doesn't make it better
Why am I the ostracized
Maybe I can change
If I put it back together
If I'm right then I don't wanna know
Then I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
No, No, No

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Writer(s): Christopher Anthony Martucci, Corey Taylor, John Mark Carroll Bechtel, Joshua James Rand, Roy Maurice Mayorga