Текст песни Mushroomhead Son Of 7

Blinded by the creatures that simple
Blinded by your wasting away
You look at you but you'll find in me
Walking a tight rope
Across a motherfucking fault line
I thought it was divinity
I've taken what you've given me
I pledge allegiance to this patriotic bullshit
A corporate puppet preaching nothing from this pulpit

Hold on, hold on this was never me
I finally found hands that drive me
Been dancing with the devil way too long
Please be here for me sing my last song
Sing my last song

Enlightened
Be prepared to be humbled
Frightened by your wasting away
You look at you but you'll find in me

No more snakes in the garden
Open up your eyes
And prepare for the fall

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