Sanoja: Mushroomhead. XIII. Almost Gone.

This can't be so all over
An end of my time I wasted
So much of my mind is racing
To the point of no return

Drown my sorrows flood my soul
By tomorrow I'll be cold
(Push it all away, push it all away)
Now I'm hollow and alone
Take the shadow almost gone
(Push it all away, push it all away)

Life can be so much colder
And I'll ever love a faceless
Lost inside replacements
Fill the void then roam the earth

Drown my sorrows flood my soul
By tomorrow I'll be cold
(Push it all away, so cold)
Now I'm hollow and alone
Take the shadow almost gone

Raise the stakes, what have we got to lose?
No choice in sight, where's our right to choose?
You can't catch a break so take what you can
Ignore the blame you don't understand

Cracked picture frames blood stains on the mattress
Ashes to ashes, gas cans and matches
The bourbon buries all the memories
Anything to wash it all away

So all over
An end of my time I wasted
So much of my mind is racing
To the point of no return

Drown my sorrows flood my soul
By tomorrow I'll be cold
(Push it all away, push it all away, push it all away)
Now I'm hollow and alone
Raise your arrow, raise your

Raise the stakes, what have we got to lose?
No choice in sight, where's our right to choose?
You can't catch a break so take what you can
Just ignore the blame you don't understand

Cracked picture frames blood stains on the mattress
Ashes to ashes, gas cans and matches
The bourbon buries all the memories
Anything to wash it all away

So all over
(Wash it all away, wash it all away)
(Wash it all away, wash it all away)
(Wash it all away, wash it all away)
(Wash it all away, wash it all away)
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