Bayside - Head On A Plate Lyrics

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

theyre Asking For My, My Head On A Plate
theyre 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 Its Worth
originality`s Not A Curse

theyre Asking For My, My Head On A Plate
theyre 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

theyre Asking For My, My Head On A Plate
theyre 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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