Becoming Cold

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 it's toll

When are we going home

Becoming cold

How did we get here what are we alive for

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 laught at myself

Everyday life takes it's toll

When are we going home

Everyday life takes it's toll

When are we going home

The devients 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

Time to write me off

I feel no pulse

No vital signs

A forced impulse

Among idol minds

Everyday life takes it's toll

When are we going home

Becoming cold

How did we get here and what are we alive for

Give me a 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

How did we get here and what are we alive for

Give me a reason to murder my idols

Some heads have got to roll

Everyday life takes it's toll

When are we going home

Everyday life takes it's 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