Mother Machine Gun Lyrics - Xiii - Mushroomhead

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 

Some how 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 

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 

Interrogate the truth 

Until you hear what you like 

Nothin' to go on, to grow on 

Believe it, of my soul 

Somehow know 

Where do I begin 

It's time to take the stand 

An' defend your innocence 

You can slip through the system 

Exploitin' its arrogance 

Time to take the stand 

An' 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