Becoming Cold

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标题:Becoming Cold

标签: 总谱

节拍:Moderate ♩ = 135

音轨:
  1. Guitar 1 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
  2. Guitar 2 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
  3. Bass - 击弦贝司2 Slap Bass 2
  4. Synth Strings - 弦乐合奏1 String Ensemble 1
  5. Synth electronic - 合成主音2(锯齿波) Lead 2 (sawtooth)
  6. Synth pad - 合成柔音4(合唱) Pad 4 (choir)
  7. Drums - 敲击乐器
标记:IntroVersePre chorusChorusBridgeVersePre chorusChorusBridgeBreakOutro

艺人:Mushroomhead

歌词:
Never heard my name called never anyone at all 
Never in the right at the heart of every fault
Time to write me off
Demand the antidote to rescue this stranded soul
Castaway the last to know that the dream is gone

Everyday life takes it's toll
When are we going home
Becoming cold

How did we get here and what are we alive for
Give me a reason to murder my idols

Save your faith for the faithless we need it most
Need something to believe in but nothing comes close
Hindsight won't let me sleep at night amputate this foolish pride
Minds eye pickled in cyanide and I can laugh at myself

Everyday life takes it's toll
When are we going home
Everyday life takes it's toll
When are we going home

The deviants will deviate rewrite the rules alleviate
A martyrs meant to mediate messiahs mend the word

Never heard my name called never anyone at all
Never in the right at the heart of every fault
I feel no pulse
Time to write me off
No vital signs
A forced impulse
Among idol minds

Everyday life takes it's toll
When are we going home
Becoming cold

How did we get here and what are we alive for
Give me a reason to murder my idols

Save your faith for the faithless we need it most
Need something to believe in but nothing comes close
Hindsight won't let me sleep at night amputate this foolish pride
Minds eye pickled in cyanide and I can laugh at myself

How did we get here and what are we alive for
Give me a reason to murder my idols
Some heads have got to roll

Everyday life takes it's toll
When are we going home
Everyday life takes it's toll
When are we going home

You made me what I am today
The toll that my life's taken everyday
Don't think I'll ever make it home
Not going home
I won't forget where I came from
Or what you made me
Some heads have got to roll

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