Mushroomhead - XX

Mushroomhead - XX lyrics

Before I Die
Bwomp
Solitaire / Unraveling
These Filthy Hands
Never Let It Go
Xeroxed
The Wrist
Chancre Sore
The New Cult King
Empty Spaces
Born Of Desire
43
Fear Held Dear
Too Much Nothing
Episode 29
Bwomp(hidden Track)

Before I Die

Set me free,
Let me be who and what I am,
Why can't you see?
You never seem to understand,
This pain I feel,
Which is real as your ignorance,
Question fate as I await deliverance.

Like a fantastic fork,
In bloody meat,
Don't give me love I wanna drown in your deep divide.

Tumbleweed sew the seed in this ghost town,
You never know what you'll see when the sun goes down,
I saw her last in a dream she seems to astound,
Heard of her first third verse (216) hands bound.

Taken from me in my mind,
Empty without it inside,
Starving I am the deprived,
Just want it once...
Desires strong,
Resistance is weak,
It's hard to win when you've got so many mouths to feed,

Set me free,
Let me be who and what I am,
Why can't you see?
You never seem to understand,
This pain I feel,
Is as real as your ignorance,
Question fate as I await deliverance.

I could die for all of my sins,
No not for all that I have never had.
This life's a fight for fulfillment,
Inside a war of my own,
Hindsight,
Look back with resentment,
Taken as I find myself all alone...

All alone...

Taken from me.

Bwomp

Got to get together
Got to get with the game plan
To defeat the dealer that dealt this hand
I don't understand why the kids are killing kids
When the only one that benefits is the big wigs
They're using death as a diversion on capitol hill
With their hand in the cookie jar, far from the blood spill
They want more power, so they're trying to pass bills
To further exploit and contribute to the landfill

Bleed for me
I'll bleed for you
Bleed for me
I'll bleed for you

Creepy crawl
Creepy crawl
Creepy crawl
Creepy crawl

Twist the 4-5 cap to get wrapped
Tight slap the wax on the wheels to feel alright
Find the flow, freak the funk like your in heat
Wrap the leaf, strike the blunt, now your in deep
We've got to get together
Got to get with the game plan
To defeat the dealer that dealt this hand
I don't understand why the kids are killing kids
When the only one that benefits is the big wigs
Mankind, unkind, always a fine line
We've all got to die, but this time it's my time
Hindsight, blind fight I hate it when I'm right
He destroys the world while we sleep at night
Twist the 4-5 cap and understand
That if it was up to me, I'd free Charles Manson
Hindsight, blind fight, I hate it when I'm right
He destroys the world while we sleep at night

Throw it all away

If it was up to me
If it was up to me
If it was up to me
I'd free Charles Manson

We're piling it too high
Talk not saying anything
What we leave behind
What we can't afford to keep
There's no sympathetic posturing
There's no more true humanity
The old ways aren't working anymore
Let's separate the users from the whores
From the whores
From the, from the, from the whores
Let's separate the users from the whores
From the whores
From, from, from whores

Creepy crawl

What do we have to hope for
Why do we even try
Laughed at religion long ago
I doubt I'll be an angel when I die
When I die
When I die

Mankind, unkind, always a fine line
We've all got to die, but this time it's my time
Hindsight, blind fight, I hate it when I'm right
He destroys the world while we sleep at night
Twist the 4-5 cap and understand
That if it was up to me I'd free Charles Manson
Hindsight, blind fight, I hate it when I'm right
He destroys the world at night

From the, from the, from the whores
He destroys the world at night
Let's separate the users from the whores
Destroys the world
From the whores

Solitaire / Unraveling

Locked Away In A Cage
My Rage Has Got The Best Of Me
Time Finds A Way Each Day
It's Leaving Less Of Me Behind
I Find This Fight
Must Be Won Inside The Mind
So Uptight And Confined
Often Blinded By The Light

Taking It's Toll On My System
Like Some Played Out Existence

Time Ticks Away These Last Few Moments
Is There Anything We've Left Unsaid?
I'm On A Quest For Control
I've Got To Find Piece Of Mind
And A Place To Rest

Biding My Time
Until I'm Strong Enough
To Fight Back
Hope,
I Hope Against Hope
For Some Resistance
Been Taking It Out On My System

Time Ticks Away These Last Few Moments
Is There Anything We've Left Unsaid?
I'm On A Quest For Control
I've Got To Find Piece Of Mind
And A Place To Rest (x2)

Rest!, Rest! (x2)
There's A Calm Before The Storm
And The Western Front Is Quiet
I've Got Rembrandt As My Right Hand And Solo As My Pilot (x2)

Condemned Man (Condemned)
Convicted Man (Convicted)
Could Not Save My Life
Cutting Strand By Strand (Strand By Strand) (x2)

Passing It Off
Like Some Kind Of King
You Don't Know Peace
Til You've Had Suffering

I've Suffered!!

All Of Your So Called Resolve
But You Haven't Tasted Pain
Have You Ever Been Inside Of The New Masterpiece?

Rest!
Have You Ever Been Inside?
Rembrandt As My Right Hand And Solo As My Pilot!
Have You Ever Been Inside Of The New Masterpiece
(Rembrandt As My Right Hand And Solo As My Pilot!)

Condemned Man (Condemned)
Convicted Man (Convicted)
Could Not Save My Life
Cutting Strand By Strand (Strand By Strand) (x2)

By Strand
By Strand
By Strand
By Strand
By Strand (Condemned)
By Strand
By Strand
By Strand
Condemned

These Filthy Hands

Haphazardly, tumbling hard
Fall right down, laugh out loud
All in the scheme of things, we're all looking up growing tall

It's like pulling one hair (You are what you are to me)
With wet fingers (In my eyes you're a star)
Petroleum jelly (You're something I'll never be)
And watch the rain dance (You're something, I'm frightened of)

I've got to get clean
The rain will cleanse me
And I've got to wash these filthy hands

Because it's all just a futile plan
That'd mean I'd have to believe again
It's like a career to breathe
An existence I can't conceive
Emotionless as in slug in my
Imagined oblivion

You would swear (It's as much fun)
That I could
Walk and talk (As poking at a nerve)
But I doubt you will ever
Ever prove enough (Smartest kid is stupid)
(No one wants to fail)
(But no one wants to work)
(Vocabulary test is graded On a curve)
Ever prove enough (Word is never heard)

I've got to get clean
The rain will cleanse me (I doubt you'll ever prove it!)
And I've got to wash these filthy hands (I doubt you'll ever prove it!)

All these thoughts and feelings
Are for naught unappealing
So you expect them
To dull and fade
Still they remain (x2)

Caught
Waiting for the
Rain
Time devours life
With my soul as the defendant
Don't catch me if I fall
I may have jumped
You never know
You don't know me at all
At all

All these thoughts and feelings
Are for naught unappealing
So you expect them
To dull and fade
Still they remain (x2)

Because it's all just a futile plan
That'd mean I'd have to believe again
It's like a career to breathe
An existence I can't conceive
Emotionless as in slug in my
Imagined oblivion

All these thoughts and feelings
Are for naught unappealing
So you expect them
To dull and fade
Still they remain (x2)

Caught
Waiting for the
Rain
Time devours
Life
Waiting for the rain
Time devours life

Never Let It Go

Never let it go
Never let it go
Never let it go
Never let it go
Never let it go
Never let it go
Never let it go

Caressing the downfall
Outstretched arms on your knees crawl
Filthy & feeling low
Dancing in the undertow

Caressing the downfall
Outstretched arms on your knees crawl

The cut that always bleeds but never shows.

Everyone crawls to someone
Some run to the puppeteer & volunteer
To become one.

But who pulls the strings
That you are attached to?
Who Pours the gas
That you are the match to?

Strive for perfection and
strike with precision
Soon it blows up in your face
and the smoke blurs your vision

But now you're fading fast
Maybe your time has passed
Bound & gagged as you're
Dragged to the typecast.

Caressing the downfall
Outstretched arms on your knees crawl
Filthy & feeeling low
Dancing in the undertow

The cut that always bleeds but never shows.

Everyone crawls to someone
Some run to the puppeteer & volunteer
To become one.

But who pulls the strings
That you are attached to?
Who Pours the gas
That you are the match to?

Strive for perfection and
strike with precision
Soon it blows up in your face
and the smoke blurs your vision

But now you're fading fast
Maybe your time has passed
Bound & gagged as you're
Dragged to the typecast.

Jumping back and forth
and forth and back once more
Oblivious to what it is I'm looking for

Never let it go
Never let it go

Caressing the downfall
Outstretched arms on your knees crawl
Filthy & feeeling low
Dancing in the undertow

Never let it go

Goodbye but I cannot forget it
No I'll never ever let it go.

Never, never, never, never...

No I'll never let it ... go

No I'll never let it ...

GO!

Xeroxed

Fall From Grace
False Messiah
Laid To Waste
Amidst Desire
Fall From Grace
False Messiah
Laid to waste
Admist Desire

Never Found
The Fuel That Feeds
The Fire Of Your Passion
Carbon Copy
Xeroxed Soul
Redundant Thought Assassin
Regurgitate
All You Hear
And Claim It As Your Own
Step On Those
From Which You Stole
On Your Path To The Throne
Sink Your Teeth In Decadence
Manipulate The Crown
Drink The Wine
And Toast Us All
For We Will Take You Down

The Wrist

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

Chancre Sore

Self Absorbed
Chancre Sore
Love you like a matador
life is just a metaphor
Nothings fair
Love is War
Nothing more

Self Absorbed
Chancre Core
Nothings Fair
Love You Like A Matador

The New Cult King

In That Dream
I recall Pieces of Prisons Im Escaping
In The Next Big Religion
I do the cross thing
Whichever way the wind blows
Your mind in time Im nine our lives
Unwide we find the wine red
Or White like the days fade away
A cloud of smoke blurred eyes
Your always Brighter in the daytime
you fight it after Midnight
It Just seems to me
its Such a joke
Every new walk through life just inherits Crhist
You Should have to prove something first
Prove Something First
Prove something
Your A Godfiend in that Dream
I recall Pieces of Prisons
Im Escaping From a black hole
I craw I crawl Beneath My halo Emanating
The only Proof You Need Is that
You Know & todays Ways Divine
Right Brainwashed Overnight
You Shouldnt Have to lose something first
Lose something your a godfiend
the new cult king
yeah doing the cross thing
cant you see why im still wondering if there is a dog?
search for signs to light the path
show me the saviour
Send a glimpse to glance & renew my faith
Emerald meets the oceans blue
In a shade of grey
The general Knows not what to do
As Tears run down her face
Nails through her hands&feet
On this cedar grave atone for sin
Can this be can my soul be saved
all alone i think to much
need to believe in something real
dont need this crutch because it just decieves
cant you see why im still
search for love or war
to restore disorder
challenge me once more
to hold my head above water
drowning quick
flooding soaked through my lungs
judgement day
the verdicts in
Seems the jury is hung

Empty Spaces

What shall we use to fill the empty spaces,
Where we used to talk?
How shall I fill the final phases?
How shall I complete the wall?

Born Of Desire

Wait

I feel so helpless in this haze – better days are laid to rest
Life's a test – world of stress, who is blessed? Can I get a little heart?
You know the deal – our weakness is we feel torn apart
Still, we've got to keep it real

Born of desire, conspired, denial
Be your own Messiah and saviour – everything
I am the liar, jester to the sire
I burn with you fire walk with me

Pleasing dreams are few and far between
The good and badly needed breaks in life
Just so you don't hate yourself

If you believe in some kind of master work
This was all meant for something
I am truly sorry, although I'm really laughing inside
Because I know this all comes out to nothing

Go on, believe life's some kind of master work
This was all meant for something
Sorry and laughing inside for nothing

Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
Filthy in the alley with a baseball bat
Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat

<font color="#484848"><i>Mushroomhead Inc. Sampler version only:</i>

It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under</font>

It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast, died so young

43

Mind hemorrage
Fucking folding chairs in the hallway
Crucified, paralyzed
You laugh, I cry
Calculating my miscalculations

What is the sign for
I'm choking to death?
Something's caught in my throat
It must be something I have said

Sighted blind
Braille is fine
Two black eyes
Are you a ass or just a fucking asshole?

What is the sign
For I'm choking to death?
Something's caught in my throat
Could it be something I have said?

There's too much, not enough
God and dog, well I've seen a dog
I'll take my chances and sleep like a Log
Hard in the ground, dig
God, dog, God, dog
Agnostic, insomniac, dyslexic
I'm wide awake and I'm wondering if there is a Dog

Fear Held Dear

Listen, Listen to me
Listen, Listen to me Listen

You left your mark
A hand print in wet cement
To make sure these regrets
I won't forget
You tried to divide
dissect me of my pride
But i refuse to fold into your arms

Media's ventriloquist
Anglo Saxon
Evangelist
I find it so ridiculos
The fears that we hold dear

Listen, Listen please won't you listen
Anybody won'y you listen to the things that we hold dear?

Too Much Nothing

I'm always excusing myself
But now it's getting hard to tell
The reason why I even care
Increasingly, I'm unaware

Instead of bettering myself
I'm crawling deeper in my shell
The whole point that I am alive
Seems to escape me at this time

I think too much nothing too much

I've never known how to behave
I've never strayed far from the grave
I need to get up off the ground
To force myself to make a sound

Episode 29

Bwomp(hidden Track)

Bleed for me
I'll bleed for you
Bleed for me
I'll bleed for you

Creepy crawl
Creepy crawl
Creepy crawl
Creepy crawl

Throw it all away

If it was up to me
If it was up to me
If it was up to me
I'd free Charles Manson

Creepy crawl

What do we have to hope for
Why do we even try
Laughed at religion long ago
I doubt I'll be an angel when I die
When I die
When I die

From the, from the, from the whores
He destroys the world at night
Let's separate the users from the whores
Destroys the world
From the whores

Mushroomhead - XX lyrics

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