Testo Becoming Cold (216) - Mushroomhead
Testo della canzone Becoming Cold (216) (Mushroomhead), tratta dall'album XIII
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
Cast away the last to know that the dream is gone
Every day, life takes its toll (every day, life takes its toll)
When are we goin' home?
Becoming cold
How did we get here? (How did we get here?)
What are we alive for?
Gimme a reason (gimme 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
Mind's eye pickled in cyanide, and I can laugh at myself
Every day, life takes its toll (every day, life takes its toll)
When are we goin' home?
Every day, life takes its toll (every day, life takes its toll)
When are we goin' home?
Deviants will deviate, rewrite the rules, alleviate
A martyr's 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
(I feel no pulse) time to write me off (no vital signs)
A forced impulse among idle minds
Every day, life takes its toll (every day, life takes its toll)
When are we goin' home?
Becoming cold
How did we get here? (How did we get here?)
And what are we alive for?
Gimme a reason (gimme a reason) to murder my idols
Save your faith for the faithless we need it most (how did we get here?)
Need something to believe in but nothing comes close (how did we get here? What are we alive for?)
Hindsight won't let me sleep at night, amputate this foolish pride (gimme a reason)
Mind's eye pickled in cyanide, and I can laugh at myself (gimme a reason, to murder my idols)
Heads have got to roll
Every day, life takes its toll (every day, life takes its toll)
When are we goin' home?
Every day, life takes its toll (every day, life takes its toll)
When are we goin' home?
You made me what I am today
The toll that my life's taken every day, hey
Don't think I'll ever make it home (not goin' home!)
I won't forget where I came from (or what you made me)
Some heads have got to roll (roll!)
Credits
Writer(s): John Kilcoyne, Steve Felton, Dave Felton, Marko Vukcevich, Thomas Michael Schmitz, Jeffrey L Hatrix, Jason J Popson
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