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      Becoming Cold (216)

      Becoming Cold (216)

      Mushroomhead

      Album: XIII

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      Mushroomhead - Becoming Cold (216) Música y Letra

      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

      Mushroomhead - Becoming Cold (216) Música y Letra

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