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