Mother Machine Gun by Mushroomhead

(Can we make progress
Have we learned our leason
How can we take a test
Without the questions
The mind will play
Pules the hearts of the deffendents
The soul is the concince
Your heart is constricted)

Some how the greatest
Point comes without reason
Some how my made up mind
Acts without thiking right

(interagate the truth until you hear what you like)

Now i cant understand
What keeps me going
There is no master plan
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Belive it
Every thing leaves me cold
To many promises
Not enough evidence of my soul

(interagate the truth until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Not enough evidence of my soul

Now i can understand
What keeps me going
There is no master plan
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Belive it
Every thing leaves me cold
To many promises
Not enough evidence of my soul now

(interagate the truth until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Not enough evidence or my soul
(interagate the truth until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Belive it
Not enough evidence or my soul

(it's time to take the stand
And deffend your innocents
You can slip threw the system
Exploiting it's aragance
It's time to take the stand
And deffend your innocents
You can slip threw the system
Exploiting it's aragance)
Not enough evidence or my soul
Not enough evidence
(interagate the truth until you hear what you like)
Of my soul
(interagate the truth until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Not enough evidence or my soul
Of my soul
Of my soul