Текст песни Numb

Oops, they made us runways for future fashion experiments
to escape reality by overdose
if you can't smell it on the last breath you took it's still all gone
no matter who you tell it (4 syllables) lately
keeps my whole body forever sore
the truth hurts and the hardest hearts have burned
even in trying times we've died trying to live forever
then pretend to give my life while i get carried away
by the wind of an earth composed of corpses
we all dance in our own graves for a living
since counting down has been my trust fund
pot is my religion and i never killed anyone
at home to vacuum this lack of space
but no baby fat to hibernate on
the nursery birthed this path we're on
tears turn corrosive
now everybody smiles and hums
the (7 syllables) within
spitting our blood before we can
the brothers keep us downers
while the yuppies are takin uppers
when the saints come marching in
sell them their deflated flags back
and tell them that the condominiums in heaven are in a petri dish
(and your never gonna get out of the petri dish)
no matter how many pills you take
the pen is the conspiracy
defend the family
try not to sleep
cause you've never been killed before
trying to enter my home no one lives in
but I'll be a bird in my next life
if i can escape the claws of Christ in this one
when the law calls for loss of life
your going to be "saved", like free range cattle
to a burger in your stomach
this isn't a test it's an avalanche
if you don't watch your head while it rolls and goes you know
(chorus)
I think there is no heaven inside of meSole - Numb - http://ru.motolyrics.com/sole/numb-lyrics.html
there is no me
there is no heaven
there is no heaven inside of me
there is no me there is me there is no
heaven inside of me
there is no heaven
inside of me there is no
faith is where the money ain't
i date ghosts and die with the alone time
I'm defining self worth: we're all dirt with digital watches
nothing lasts, not even this
next year don't vote
beware of jingle wisdom and bad slogan hearings
if you have to read the headlines to know the truth is not happening
not today not ever
due to recent preoccupation with impending doom
the unending evil made it's living off us
all i have to say to the wall is
you and your cheerleaders need to find a new home
teams are counting the paper
with the fake money all money
rolled up in the mirror my broken cup of paper children
hope to hope to cut up a stick (5 syllables) paper bonfires
going ignorant some woman must have put it out there
and pulled it from the womb before the living joke on each of us
the living joke on each of us
the living joke on all of us
they live and they joke they live and joke on us all
(alternate ending)
to be our kings they know how expendable you are
to be religious is tacky and offers no solution
no matter what you believe we all return to the same essence
Christianity is a game old white men play
if you're afraid of no afterlife you'll play too
whoever made this mess wouldn't attach
trivial beliefs at the molecular level
that's like saying without a social security number
you'll never fall in love
(repeat chorus)