Name the time and name the place
For my steel toe shoe to meet you in the fucking face
Too many shots of whiskey
Not enough breathes of air
You’re tipping off a rampage
And this red-eyed stare is just what it seems
I wanna see people hanging from the rafter beams
With your slicked back hair and that smug little grin
There’s no way to amount the pain I want to put you in
Have a glass eye to go with that glass jaw
After seven hours in this smoke filled place
I can’t take anymore without rearranging somebody’s face
Think you’re down with everybody but you’re all alone
Come any closer, you’re forcing me to break your collarbone
And this red-eyed stare is just what it seems
I wanna see people hanging from the rafter beams
With your slicked back hair and that smug little grin
There’s no way to amount the pain I want to put you in
Have a glass eye to go with that glass jaw
It’s a life sentence
Starting with you and I’m at the helm
It’s a life sentence
You bought the ticket and I’ll ring your bell
Like a blade ripping through everything I see
I’m not losing it, I lost it entirely
I need you to complete my agony
Too many shots of whiskey
Not enough breathes of air
You’re tipping off a rampage
And this red-eyed stare is just what it seems
I wanna see people hanging from the rafter beams
With your slicked back hair and that smug little grin
There’s no way to amount the pain I want to put you in
Yeah
No way to control the hate coming outta me
Like a blade ripping through everything I see
I’m not losing it, I lost it entirely
Oh yeah
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from Heads Will Roll,
released April 9, 2013
Willem, Asbrand
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