12 Hundred

Is there really anyone there?
Fall on deaf ears all of my prayers

The mother of nothing
The mother of sin
The father of decadence within us
A brother of suffering inside
Is there really anyone there?

Why can't you look at me now?
I hope you like what you've done to me
Drown in your misery

We need something new you made up
The more you give up, it's never enough
The more you give up, it's never enough
Or this could be the day we rise
The more you give up, it's never enough
The more you give up, it's never enough

Why can't you look at me now?

Why can't you look at me now?

The mother of nothing
The mother of sin
The father of decadence within us
A brother of suffering inside (why can't you look at me now?)

I hope you like what you've done to me
Uneased by the thought of me
Only through your suffering
Will you learn to forget?
Will you learn to forget through your suffering?

We need something new you made up
Or this could be the day we rise

I wonder, why?
Who will survive?
When we try
With their life

The more you give up, it's never enough
The more you give up, it's never enough
The more you give up, it's never enough
The more you give up, it's never enough
The more you give up, it's never enough
The more you give up, it's never enough
The more you give up, the more you give up
The more you give up, it's never enough



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Thomas, Steve Felton, Thomas Schmitz, Jeff Hetrick, John Kilcoyne, Dave Felton, Waylon R Reavis, Jeffrey L Hatrix, Richard T Thomas
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