Текст песни Mushroomhead — Mother Machine Gun

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Can we make progress?
Have we learned our lesson?
How can we take the test
Without the questions?
The mind will play Pontius
The heart's the defendant
The soul is the conscience
You're the next contestant

Somehow the greatest point
Comes without reason
Somehow my made up mind
Acts without thinkin' right

Interrogate the truth
Until you hear what you like

Now I can't understand
What keeps me goin'
There is no master plan
Nothin' to go on, to grow on
Believe it
Everythin' leaves me cold
Too many promises
Not enough evidence of my soul

Interrogate the truth
Until you hear what you like

Nothing to go on, to grow on
Not enough evidence
Somehow know
Where do I begin

Now I can understand
What keeps me goin'
There is no master plan
Nothin' to go on, to grow on
Believe it
Everythin' leaves me cold
Too many promises
Not enough evidence of my soul now

[x2:]
Interrogate the truth
Until you hear what you like
Nothin' to go on, to grow on
Not enough evidence
Somehow know
Where do I begin

[x2:]
It's time to take the stand
And defend your innocence
You can slip through the system
Exploitin' its arrogance

Not enough evidence of my soul
Not enough evidence
(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like)
Of my soul
Somehow know where do I begin

Interrogate the truth
Until you hear what you like
Nothin' to go on, to grow on
Not enough evidence of my soul
(Of my soul, of my soul)

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