re: Songs with dark, but profound, lyrics

Tool - jerk off

Someone told me once that there's a right and wrong
Punishment was the cure for those who dare to cross the line
But it must not be true
For jerk-offs just like you and
Maybe it takes longer
To catch a total a-hole
But I'm tired of waiting
Someone told me once that there's a right and wrong
Punishment was the cure for those who dare to cross the line
But it must not be true
For jerk-offs just like you and
Maybe it's just bullshite
I should play God
And shoot you myself
Tired of waiting
Consequences dictate
Our course of action and it
Doesn't matter what's right
It's only wrong if you get caught
If consequences dictate
My course of action, I should
I should play God and just
Shoot you myself
Tired of waiting
Die now
Shoot it
Kick it
frick it
Shoot you in your fricking head

Tool - opiate

Choices always were a problem for you
What you need is someone strong to guide you
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
What you need is someone strong to guide you
Like me
Like me
Like me
Like me
If you want to get your soul to heaven
Trust in me now, don't you judge or question
You are broken now, but faith can heal you
Just do everything I tell you to do
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
What you need is someone strong to guide you
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
Let me lay my holy hand up, hand upon you
My God's will
Becomes me
When he speaks
He speaks through me
He has needs
Like I do
We both want
To rape you
Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life now?
Open my eyes, blind me with your light now
Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life now?
Open my eyes, blind me with your light now
If you want to get your soul to heaven
Trust in me now, don't you judge or question
You are broken now, but faith can heal you
Just do everything I tell you to do
Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life now?
Open my eyes, blind me with your light now
Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life now?
Open my eyes, blind me with your light now
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
Let me lay my holy hand up, hand upon you
My God's will
Becomes me
When he speaks
He speaks through me
He has needs
Like I do
We both want
To rape you
I had a friend once, he took some acid
Now he thinks he's a fire engine
It's okay until he pisses on your lighter
Kinda smells, kinda cool, kinda funny anyway
Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan
I had a friend once he took some ecstasy
Tried to marry me and every one in the room
He was sort of loving, kinda caring
Kinda tried to frick my La-Z-Boy
It got a bit messy all over the curtains
Arm chair covers, throw pillows, and carpeting
I'm getting bored, I'm getting bored
I'm getting bored, I'm getting bored
I'm getting bored, I'm getting bored
I'm getting bored, I'm getting bored