Bayside - Head On A Plate
Breathe Kids, The Mold Is Getting Old
it`ll Be Gone Any Day
the Hipster Empire Of Tomorrow
will Fall To The Common Kids Of Today
with Tied Wrists We`re Under Their Control
with Fists Clenched, We`re Taking On The World
i Write Down Words With Cathartic Intentions
but They Spawn Revolutions Of Minds
they’re Asking For My, My Head On A Plate
they’re Asking For My, My Head On A Plate
i`m Really, Really Not
that Conceited I Swear I`m Not
i`m Just Trying To Bring
music Back To Music
i Define Up And Coming
they Already Came Up And Went
i`m Loose Lipped Now Shaking Back And Forth
problems Fixed, I`m Pouring Out My Soul
i Find The Right Words To Express Myself
instead Of Fitting Round Pegs In Round Holes
what A Lovely Day For A Symphony
full Of Honesty And Integrity
so Take This For What It’s Worth
originality`s Not A Curse
they’re Asking For My, My Head On A Plate
they’re Asking For My, My Head On A Plate
i`m Really, Really Not
that Conceited I Swear I`m Not
i`m Just Trying To Bring
music Back To Music
i Define Up And Coming
they Already Came Up And Went
they’re Asking For My, My Head On A Plate
they’re Asking For My, My Head On A Plate
i`m Really, Really Not
that Conceited I Swear I`m Not
i`m Just Trying To Bring
music Back To Music
i Define Up And Coming
they Already Came Up And Went
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