Tekster:
Mudvayne The New Game

Lips bleed from the rings All these little bruises, the little things That provoke the segregation Lead the separation Cage and clip the wings Little

Lie I'm a fish out of water Kill me and choke on the bones Nothing seems to matter anymore Gotta get back to the reason Gotta get back to the hole Someone

time, every day Every fuckin' second get away Same ol' problems, same ol' days Same ol' story, same ol' games Same ol' problems, same ol' days Same ol' story, same ol' games

me, feeling so empty The guilt I swallow Carve the line, skin the face Stare through me We'll leave you hollow, hollow Assembly of the militant What are you in our game

can own you, control you Own, buy, sell out Own, buy, sell out Everyday there's something new to try Everyday there's something new to buy Everyday there's a new

my lust and beatings Lest we play (lest we play) A new... I just wanna play (I just wanna play) I just wanna play a game A new game You meant everything

: Lips bleed from the rings, All these little bruises, the little things, That provoke the segregation. Lead the separation. Cage and clip the wings.

the blind Have it your way You've left us all behind Riddled with deception Pepper us with lye Have it your way Welcome to the new way The new world

: Lend me your children to borrow I just need to send them away Long eyes and tears of sorrow I promise I'll keep them safe So sorry it didn't work out