Mushroomhead
Mushroomhead - Becoming Cold (216) songtekst
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Never heard my name called Never any one at all Never in the right At the heart of every fault Time to write me off (Demand the antidote To rescue this stranded soul Cast away the last you know That the dream is gone) Every day life takes it's toll Every day life takes it's toll When are we going home Becoming cold How did we get here How did we get here What are we alive for Give me a reason Give me a reason To murder my idols (save your faith for the faithless we need it most Need something to believe in but nothing comes close Hindsight won't let me sleep at night amputate this foolish pride Minds eye pickled in cyanide and I can laugh at myself) The deviants will deviate rewrite the rules alleviate A martyrs meant to mediate messiahs mend the word Never heard my name called Never any one at all Never in the right At the heart of every fault Time to write me off I feel no pulse No vital signs A forced impulse Among idol minds Every day life takes it's toll Every day life takes it's toll When are we going home Becoming cold How did we get here How did we get here What are we alive for Give me a reason Give me a reason To murder my idols (save your faith for the faithless we need it most Need something to believe in but nothing comes close Hindsight won't let me sleep at night amputate this foolish pride Minds eye pickled in cyanide and I can laugh at myself) How did we get here How did we get here What are we alive for Give me a reason Give me a reason To murder my idols Some heads have got to roll Every day life takes it's toll Every day life takes it's toll When are we going home You made me what I am today The toll that my life's taken everyday Don't think I'll ever make it home (Not going home) I won't forget where I came from Or what you made me Some heads have got to roll