Machine Head - Screaming at the Sun Lyrics
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Screaming at the Sun
Screaming at the Sun Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Screaming at the Sun By Machine Head?
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah You'll find me screaming at the sun It singes my eyes The plan I devise, in this chess game to shatter the crook And now the queen takes the rook You think that you can read me like a book But you mistook the pushback, skull crack, now I take the pawn The pattern's sliding off and now the bishop's gone Woe this land It bares my hand Of the final command Ah ah ah They see you blinded us, reminded us of all that's ugly Ah ah ah And if you let it in, the predator will leave you bloody So take a look into my eyes And sharpen your gaze Sharpen the blades 'cause the stakes have been raised Kiss my ring And now the knight takes the king Now the rank and file is to bring The sacrificing, upside, downside, give me all your guns I'm fucking crazy, oh my mind is lost or won? Hold your breath These wounds are fresh Of this mate that I check Ah ah ah They see you blinded us, reminded us of all that's ugly Ah ah ah And if you let it in, the predator will leave you bloody So we close off the din outside the window No we won't Normalize the tyrannizing You'll find me screaming at the sun Until my sould dies, whoa You'll find me screaming now Ah ah ah They see you blinded us, reminded us of all that's ugly Ah ah ah |
Who Wrote Screaming at the Sun By Machine Head?
Philip John Demmel, Robert Conrad Flynn
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What's The Duration Of The Screaming at the Sun By Machine Head?The duration of Screaming at the Sun is 3:54 minutes and seconds. |
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