Mushroomhead

Your Demise
Let your promises deflate, As your children grow irate with life, here inside (here inside). Say goodbye (say goodbye). In time you'll have to face up to this dying human race machine you prize, Your Demise... Is such the pill to swallow echoed, your words ring hollow, still You muster up some more lies so hard to realize your fate through swollen, twisted, blinding eyes pushing the taste of you and I through every hole Twist back your whole tomorrow Can't count the daze inside the vein that steel is crippling you now tomorrow you won't know your name break down and burn for all your worth in time to finish your last word in time you'll have to face up to this dying human race machine you prize Your Demise From Letras Mania