Testo The Wrist - Mushroomhead
Testo della canzone The Wrist (Mushroomhead), tratta dall'album Superbuick
Acting tragically in an inept manner
Trying to act like something really mattered
When I open my eyes it's all gone
Overthrown by your children
God willing shut you down
It's like the closer I get
I start to regret what I've done
A sick piece of shit
With the balls to admit when he's wrong
React defiantly, I am someone, someone
Might even fool myself before I'm done
When I open my eyes it's all gone
Overthrown by your children
God willing shut you down
Making believe there's someplace I belong
Greedo died by the hand of Solo
Amass a fortress of steel
Unsure if I can instill my will
Is caving in black till there's no bringing it back again
Led astray by their mock sincerity
False charity, condemned, chewing insult
Inheriting unwarranted birthright
Crown a scapegoat, new King of Shit
Ignorance is followed by ignorance
Repetition diminishing senses
Defenseless, crippled libido
Greedo died by the hand of Solo
When I open my eyes it's all gone
Making believe there's someplace I belong
When I open my eyes it's all gone
Might even fool myself before I'm done
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Writer(s): The Nothing, The Righteous
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