Mudvayne - Prod lyrics
[Mudvayne - Prod lyrics]
Emotions inside us, troubling
The hatred inside us, escalating
The sickness inside us, keeps you weak
The masses inside of us, suffering
They are bleeding
The calling inside us, sick with greed
The voices calling to us, deafening
We're not listening
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Swat at the flies, omit disgust
The leaders inside us, posturing
The pollution inside of us, suffocating me
The science inside us, menacing
The will that's inside of us, it's dying
End is coming
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Drain us of life and cleanse the mess
Cleanse the mess, cleanse the mess
Cleanse the mess, cleanse the mess
Wash me off inside wash me off inside
We're killing ourselves
We're killing ourselves
We're killing ourselves, killers
God damn, we fucked up the circumstance
Too late to save us from ourselves
Callous minds against trust and confidence
Too late to give a damn now
Too late to save us from ourselves
Too late to make it all go away
Too late to beg pardons from the mother
Too late to give a damn
It's too late to save us from ourselves
It's too late to make it all go away
It's too late to beg pardons from the mother
It's too late to give a damn
Now we'll sit and wait
Wait, wait, wait for the coming of the end
Wait for the coming, the killing, the ending
The plight of man
Deserving no mercy expelling by god's hand
It's okay, the ending, it's over
No more pain no more pain, no more pain
Emotion, the hatred, the sickness
The calling
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Swat at the flies, omit disgust
Drain us of life and cleanse the mess
The hatred inside us, escalating
The sickness inside us, keeps you weak
The masses inside of us, suffering
They are bleeding
The calling inside us, sick with greed
The voices calling to us, deafening
We're not listening
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Swat at the flies, omit disgust
The leaders inside us, posturing
The pollution inside of us, suffocating me
The science inside us, menacing
The will that's inside of us, it's dying
End is coming
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Drain us of life and cleanse the mess
Cleanse the mess, cleanse the mess
Cleanse the mess, cleanse the mess
Wash me off inside wash me off inside
We're killing ourselves
We're killing ourselves
We're killing ourselves, killers
God damn, we fucked up the circumstance
Too late to save us from ourselves
Callous minds against trust and confidence
Too late to give a damn now
Too late to save us from ourselves
Too late to make it all go away
Too late to beg pardons from the mother
Too late to give a damn
It's too late to save us from ourselves
It's too late to make it all go away
It's too late to beg pardons from the mother
It's too late to give a damn
Now we'll sit and wait
Wait, wait, wait for the coming of the end
Wait for the coming, the killing, the ending
The plight of man
Deserving no mercy expelling by god's hand
It's okay, the ending, it's over
No more pain no more pain, no more pain
Emotion, the hatred, the sickness
The calling
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Swat at the flies, omit disgust
Drain us of life and cleanse the mess