Lyrics Becoming Cold - Mushroomhead

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
Castaway the last to know that the dream is gone

Everyday life takes its toll
(Everyday life takes its 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 the reason
(Give me the 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

Everyday life takes its toll
(Everyday life takes its toll)
When are we going home

Everyday life takes its toll
(Everyday life takes its toll)
When are we going home

The deviants will deviate, rewrite the rules, alleviate
A martyrs 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, no vital signs
(Time to write me off)
A forced impulse among idol minds

Everyday life takes its toll
(Everyday life takes its 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 the reason
(Give me the 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
(And what are we alive for?)

Hindsight won't let me sleep at night, amputate this foolish pride
(Give me a reason)
Minds eye pickled in cyanide and I can laugh at myself
(To murder my idols)
Heads have got to roll

Everyday life takes its toll
(Everyday life takes its toll)
When are we going home

Everyday life takes its toll
(Everyday life takes its 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
(Roll)