Becoming Cold lyrics
Song information
Artist: Mushroomhead
Album: Xiii
Lyrics
Never heard my name called never anyone 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
Castaway the last to know that the dream is gone
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
Becoming cold
How did we get here what are we alive for
Give me the 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 wont let me sleep at night amputate this foolish pride
Minds eye pickled in cyanide and I can laught at myself
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
The devients will deviate rewrite the rules alleviate
A martyrs meant to mediate messiahs mend the word
Never heard my name called never anyone 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
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
Becoming cold
How did we get here and what are we alive for
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 wont 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 and what are we alive for
Give me a reason to murder my idols
Some heads have got to roll
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
You made me what I am today
The toll that my life's taken everyday
Dont think I'll ever make it home
Not going home
I wont forget where I came from
Or what you made me
Some heads have got to roll
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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