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Mushroomhead
Mushroomhead


Background information
Origin Cleveland, Ohio, USA
Genre(s) Alternative Metal
Industrial Metal
Years active 1993—present
Label(s) Universal
Megaforce
Associated acts Hatrix
(216)
Ventana
The Alter Boys
Pitch Black Forecast
Website Website
Members
Waylon
Jeffrey Nothing
Skinny
Gravy
Pig Benis
Shmotz
ST1TCH
Lil'Dan
Former members
J Mann
Bronson
J.J. Righteous
Dinner
DJ Virus
Mr. Murdernickel



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Mushroomhead Album


M3 (1999)
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Set Me Free
Let Me Be
Who And What I Am
Why Can't You See?
You Never Seem To Understand
This Pain I Feel Is As Real
As Your Ignorance
Question Fate
As I Await Deliverance
Like A Fantastic Fork
In Bloody Meat
Don't Give Me Love
I Wanna Drowned In Your Deep Divide
Tumbleweed Sew The Seed
In This Ghost Town
You Never Know
What You'll See
When The Sun Goes Down
I Saw Her Last
In A Dream
She Seems To Astound
Heard Of Her First Third Verse
(216) Hands Bound
Taken From Me
In My Mind Empty
Without It Inside
Starving I Am
The Deprived
Just Want It Once...desires
Strong Resistance Is Weak
It's Hard To Win
When You've Got So Many Mouths To Feed
I Could Die
For All Of My Sins
No Not For That
For All That I Have Never Had
This Life's A Fight
For Fulfillment Inside
A War Of My Own Hindsight
Look Back With Resentment
Taken As I Find Myself
All Alone

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Locked Away In A Cage
My Rage Has Got The Best Of Me
Time Finds A Way Each Day
Of Leaving Less Of Me Behind
I Find This Fight Must Be Won
Inside The Mind
So Uptight And Confined
Often Blinded By The Light
Taking It's Toll
On My System
Like Some Played Out Existence
Time Ticks Away
These Last Few Moments
Is There Anything
We've Left Unsaid?
I'm On A Quest
For Atonement
I've Got To Find Piece Of Mind
And A Place To Rest
Biding My Time
Until I'm Strong Enough
To Fight Back
Hope,
I Hope Against Hope
For Some Resistance
Been Taking It Out On My System
Rest-There's A Calm Before The Storm
And The Western Front Is Quiet
I've Got Rembrandt As My Right Hand
And Solo As My Pilot
Condemned Man
Condemned
Convicted Man
Convicted
Could Not Save My Life
Cutting Strand By Strand
Passing It Off
Like Some Kind Of King
You Don't Know Peace
'til You've Had Suffering
I've Suffered
All Of Your So Called Resolve
But You Haven't Tasted Pain
Have You Ever Been Inside
Of The New Masterpiece?
Rest
Have You Ever Been Inside?
Rembrandt As My Right Hand
And Solo As My Pilot
Have You Ever Been Inside
Of The New Masterpiece
Condemned Man
Condemned
Convicted Man
Convicted
Could Not Save My Life
Cutting Strand By Strand
Strand By
Strand By
Strand By Strand

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In That Dream I Recall
Pieces Of Prisons
I'm Escaping
In The Next Big Religion
I Do The Cross Thing
The Cross Thing
Which Ever Way The Wind Blows
Your Mind In Time I'm Nine
Our Lives Unwind
We Find The Wine Red Or White
Like The Days Fade Away
A Cloud Of Smoke Blurred Eyes
You're Always Brighter In The Daytime
You Fight It After Midnight
It Just Seems To Me
It's Such A Joke Every
New Walk Thru Life
Just Inherits Christ
You Should Have To Prove Something First
Something First
Prove Something
You're A Godfiend
In That Dream I Recall
Pieces Of Prisons
I'm Escaping
>From A Black Hole I Crawl, I Crawl
Beneath My Halo Emanating T
The Only Proof You Need
Is That You Know
And Today's Way's Divine
Right Brainwashed Overnight
You Shouldn't Have To Lose
Something First
Something First
Lose Something
You're A Godfiend
The New Cult King
Yeah Doing The Cross Thing
The Cross Thing
Can't You See
Why I'm Still...can't You See
Why I'm Still Wondering
If There Is A Dog
Can't You See Wondering
Can't You See Why
I'm Still Wondering
Search For Signs
To Light The Path
Show Me The Way
Savior Send
A Glimpse To Glance
And Renew My Faith
Emerald Meets The Oceans
Blue In A Shade Of Grey
The General Knows
Not What To Do
As Tears Run Down Her Face
Nails Through Hands And Feet
On This Cedar Grave
Atone For Sin
Can This Be
Can My Soul Be Saved
All Alone
I Think Too Much
Need To Believe
In Something Real
Don't Need This Crutch
Because It Just Deceives
Can't You See...why I'm Still
Search For Love
Or War To Restore Disorder
Challenge Me
Once More To Hold
My Head Above Water
Drowning Quick
Flooding In Soaked
Through My Lungs
Judgment Day
The Verdicts In It

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There's always a downside impossible together not ever happy apart
I cut myself to the bone, again cut it too close to the heart
Quicksand might look like it's safe
There's always a downside
I fool myself again, again I fool myself
The fairytale is like life you're in the ground by the end
You're crucified by your friends
Hanging high all these aches and pains
Attempting to abstain away from all their games
Success is self contained proving I'm to blame
It's time I bear this shame
I feel whole this way
So throw it all away as I lie awake
With every breath you take every promise you break as I call your name
I fool myself again again I fool myself
It's coming to a close
That's just the way it goes like when the red wine flows
I know I'm not alone
We're drowning drunk and stoned embracing the unknown
No time left to atone
A chain is only as strong
This has gone on too long where'd it all go wrong
You've got your life in your hands
You'll come back just like pretend surprise
Hold on to what you can remember,
Remember make sense of what you can decipher,
Decipher concentrate on accomplishing miracles
And just be happy with what you get
Everything has a downside to it
That's just the way it goes like when the red wine flows
I know I'm not alone
We're drowning drunk and stoned
There is a god I've never known
The fairytale is like life
This is the way the story goes
It's coming to a close
You're crucified by your friends
This is the way the story goes

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Fall from grace
False messiah
Laid to waste
Amidst desire
Never found
The fuel that feeds
The fire of your passion
Carbon copy
Xeroxed soul
Redundant thought assassin
Regurgitate
All you hear
And claim it as your own
Step on those
From which you stole
On your path to the throne
Sink your teeth in decadence
Manipulate the crown
Drink the wine
And toast us all

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Wide eyed sleepers
Death in motion daylight
Creepers wearing all night
Pain bleeding moments spilling over non-existing
As they crawl out into a world that calls them real
Sign the contract
It's the final act matter of fact
Better take a step back
Relax the show must go on
No one
So on and so on
As if under mass hypnosis
The wide eyed sleepers fall into mass graves
They'll feel safer in the dirt
Their own opinions won't be heard if asked
Could you decide what any man is worth
Could you decide?
The steal it with a handshake seal it with a smile
It feels like an earthquake
Treats you like a child
Defeats you with your mistakes
Leaves you in denial
Deceives you in the first place
Lied to all the while they can't see anymore

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Just because you're a saved
How does that make me lost?
Eyes wide hands tied capsized in flouride 4 out of 5
Recommend a gun
What if you were wrong
The argument goes on and on
A fistful of dollars
Ring around the collar
And father never knew he had a son
Wait for the final setting sun
Rise for the everlasting one
The oldest form of possession
What a waste to spend life on
Why no war's ever really won the true devil,
Religion do not confuse this with condemning
Having faith, hatred and god fuel the future master race
Escape your prisons
Open up your minds
Believe there's something besides your way behind

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The mind is a sponge absorbing your secrets
The body's at one exploiting your weakness
A brand new kind of left behind
Open up and close your mind catastrophe,
Evaporation growing far across the shining masses
Back to your birthplace scenarios worst case now rounding first base far from
home
Moral is crumbling
These dice are tumbling
Words I'm mumbling
Stumbling on my own holocaust in my head
Body warping on nonsense from the fountain feed down on your knees
For the best new line of promises
Words I'm mumbling stumbling on my own
Perfect slowly comes unglued
A brand new kind of left behind
Drowning in the shallow sunburnt beneath the gallows
Stumbling on my own holocaust in my head
Life ... living isn't for everyone
Death ...darker existence after this hell
A brand new kind of left behind

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Wait
I feel so helpless in this haze
Better days are laid to rest.
Life's a test
World of stress.
Who is blessed?
Can I get a little heart?
You know the deal
Our weakness is we feel torn apart.
Still we've got to keep it real.
Born of desire
Conspired denial
Be your own messiah savior, everything.
I am the liar
Jester to the sire
I burn with your fire
Walk with me.
Pleasing dreams are few and far
Between the good and badly needed
Breaks in life
Just so you don't hate yourself
If you believe
In some kind of masterwork
This was all meant for something
I am truly sorry
Although I'm really laughing inside
Because I know
This all comes out to nothing
Go on believe
Life's some kind of masterwork
This was all meant for something
I'm sorry, laughing inside
For nothing
Sorry, laughing inside,

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