Each and Every One of My Heads

Kindly stating one last story to nobody
And I felt keeping up was something that I could leave
I keep finding myself lost in plasticine
Every set of doors I swing on's not my scene
And it all weighs down while we all wait
By the waist we bow, turning all away
Each and every one of my heads is out for me
I don't let a lot of myself begin to breath
Thinking, not believing, but he's drinking me away
But I could cut a chord
O, I could cut a chord
And it all weighs down while we all wait
By the waist we bow, turning all away
Smiling slyly, causing riots, riding my own fame
I try not to think of nothing to keep myself awake
While the lightning's falling brightly I stay seen
But my whole side recedes and flies away
And it all weighs down while we all wait
By the waist we bow, turning all away



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Writer(s): D Brito
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