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Mudvayne The End Of All Things To Come

be I'm washing my hands Of the whole thing I'm washing my hands Of the whole thing I'm washing my hands Of the whole thing Of the whole thing No more

m fueled godless Come play Come play Just be Just be Just be Just be Just be I, I stand (For nothing) Not crawling (Descending) Not falling down (Your nothing in the end

growing eyes, Mystery Little girls severity, Little boys begging mercy Sticks break on me Cost of life at 23 Price of pain a broken ring All crimson

in, the wake, of your Dream You're all killers. Always fucking pushing me; insulting me; I've overcome; I have found the strength of gods in me. Crushing All

When passion's lost and all the trust is gone, Way too far, for way too long Children crying, cast out and neglected, Only in a world so cold, only in

We've come here from so far away I can save you if you leave it all behind The sufferings for far too long Would you take a trip with me on the back

Always, known in all my time A little left of center now Reflect as I realize That all I need is to find The middle pillar Path to sit like the sun by

this We'll be heard anyway Middle finger is the flag that I wave when I'm silenced Listen here Is it a possibility that we're all just equal? Slam the

When passion's lost and all the trust is gone Way too far for way too long Children crying, cast out and neglected Only in a world so cold, only in a