Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stop At Nothing, artist - Dying Fetus. Date of issue: 12.05.2003
Song language: English
Stop At Nothing |
| Compelled to eternal hate, censure of the mob, submit to them |
| Pressured from the outside, prevailing herd mentality, fearing deviation |
| Traumatized, retreat and submit, habitual failure, they no longer attempt |
| Resist all efforts at change, practice the routine |
| Fake courage to impress the other sheep |
| All cowards in their own pointless, twisted fate |
| Constant friction, voicings of new converts, don’t know shit |
| Arbitrary changes visit ownership upon me |
| Do I look like I need you to rearrange my realm? |
| Drift through the motions of your predetermined course |
| Escape the dreary confines of your present circle |
| Solve your internal conflict, mend your own life |
| Follow useless trends, fucking with my mind, indignant lies that I reject |
| I care less and less for your weak opinion, pretension, pomposity |
| Reinforce your fear, admonishment of fools, path of least resistance |
| Bottomless mass of simpletons |
| Uncover your own future, ignore the losers words |
| Endure the pessimism, projections of the timid |
| Escape the dreary confines of your present circle |
| Solve your infernal conflict, before your demise |
| Reinforce your fear, admonishment of fools, path of least resistance |
| I care less and less for your weak opinion, pretension, pomposity |
| You’re not qualified to deliver me, realize, drop your crusade |
| Nothing will prevent the ends I have chosen |
| Agonizing reapprisal, long ago I came unto my own |
| Discard the worthless bullshit, comprehend the revelations beyond |
| Hypocrites eating shit, choking on the spewings they never lived by |
| Estimations of lesser men, self-fulfilled to their dead ends |