Thea Gilmore - Heads Will Roll Lyrics
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Heads Will Roll
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What Are The Lyrics For Heads Will Roll By Thea Gilmore?
There's dirt in the machine, yeah, where there's oxygen there's rust
A thousand eyes are blinking to drown a tiny speck of dust No, I'm not after crashing parties, I want your cobweb soul And believe me, heads will roll Do you watch the latest traumas in radiation dots? Or the wide-eyed executioner; gunpowder, treason, plot Is there an ugly little mirror living down there in your hole? Just take a good look and heads will roll Did you think you would scrape by To all the fault-lines you have seen? Did you think you could deny The shit you're standing in? So concrete runs in rivers but there's sugar here to suck And absolution dot com delivers with a little bit of luck Now there's no new ground being broken, you're just doing what you're Told But any day now heads will roll Did you think that you'd scrape by To all the fault-lines you have seen? Did you think you could deny The shit you're standing in? There's gonna be a reckoning, there's gonna be a chase There's gonna be a hand to wipe that smile off your face There's gonna be a sunset, you're gonna lose control I'm telling you now, heads will roll I'm telling you now, heads will roll |
Who Wrote Heads Will Roll By Thea Gilmore?
Gilmore, Thea Gilmore
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What's The Duration Of The Heads Will Roll By Thea Gilmore?The duration of Heads Will Roll is 2:33 minutes and seconds. |
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