Mushroomhead - Mother Machine Gun

(Can we make progress
Have we learned our leason
How can we take a test
Without the questions
The mind will play Pontius
The heart's the defendant
The soul is the conscience
Your heart is constricted)

Some how the greatest point...
Comes without reason
Some my made up mind ...
Acts without thinking right

(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like)

Now I can't understand
What keeps me going
There is no master plan
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Believe it
Every thing 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 nowhere do I begin

Now I can understand
What keeps me going
There is no master plan Nothing to go on
To grow on
Believe it
Every thing leaves me cold
To many promises
Not enough evidence of my soul now

(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Not enough evidence of my soul
(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Believe it
Not enough evidence or my soul
Somehow nowhere do I begin

(It's time to take the stand
And defend your innocence
You can slip through the system
Exploiting it's arrogance
It's time to take the stand
And defend your innocence
You can slip through the system
Exploiting it's arrogance)
Not enough evidence or my soul
Not enough evidence
(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like)
Of my soul
(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on
To grow on
Not enough evidence of my soul