Mushroomhead - Mother Machine Gun

Can we make progress? Have we learned our lesson? How can we take the test without the questions? The mind will play Pontius, the hearts the defendant, the soul is the conscience, you're the next contestant, somehow the greatest point comes without reason, somehow 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 in, everything 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 of my soul) somehow know where do I begin

Now I can't understand what keeps me going, there is no master plan, nothing to go on, to grow on, believe in, everything leaves me cold, too 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) somehow know where do I begin
(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like) nothing to go on, to grow on, belive in (of my soul), somehow know where do I begin

It's time to take the stand and defend your innocence, you can slip through the system exploiting it's arrogance, time to take the stand and defend your innocence, you can slip through the system exploiting it's arrogance

Not enough evidence of my soul, not enough evidence (interrogate the truth until you hear what you like) of my soul, somehow know where do I begin, (interrogate the truth until you hear what you like) nothing to go on, to grow on, not enough evidence of my soul