Disturbed

Disturbed - Stupify lyrics

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Yeah, bringing you another disturbing creation
From the mind of one sick man
Who can't tell the difference
And gets stupified

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 stupified, coming back again
All I wanted was just one fuck
One tiny little innocent fuck
And when I feel like
I'm shit out of luck
I find myself stupified, 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

And 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 stupified
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 stupified
I get stupified

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 stupified, coming back again
All the people in the high rise, rock
And all the people in the projects, rock
I find myself stupified, 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

And 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 stupified
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 stupified
I get stupified

And don't deny me
No baby no, don't deny me
And darling don't be afraid

Well 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 stupified

Look in my face, step in my soul,
I begin to stupify! Ah!
I begin to stupify! Ah!
I begin to stupify! Ah!
I begin to stupify! Ah!

Look in my face, step in my soul
Look in my face, step in my soul
Look in my face, step in my soul
Look in my face, step in my soul
Look in my face, (stepping in my soul)
Look in my face, (stepping in my soul)
Look in my face, (stepping in my soul)
I begin to stupify!!
RAHH!
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Author: Disturbed

Composer: ?

Publisher: Mother Culture Publishing

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

Translations: French , Dutch

Appearing on: The Sickness (2000)

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