Trade Your Soul
Cut off their heads and they will grow 'em back again
Grow 'em back again
By a long night on a long drive (cut off their heads)
In the long arm of the night I guides (and they will grow 'em back again)
(Grow 'em back again)
There's evil behind businessmen (cut off their heads)
There's no light behind every door (and they will grow 'em back again)
It's just compromise, upon compromise (grow 'em back again)
Am I right? Am I wrong? (Cut off)
Am I right? Am I wrong? (Their heads and they will grow 'em back)
If you find a wide open door (again, grow 'em back again)
You might chase the infinite shadow
I've tried to trade your soul by the next door
Cut off their heads and they will grow 'em back again
Grow 'em back again
Ban the men and hang the lords (cut off their heads)
Hunt down souls and chase the gods (and they will grow 'em back again)
I know you'll try to throw my soul to the beasts (grow 'em back again)
And I wonder why I cry (cut off their heads)
And I wonder why I try (and they will grow 'em back again)
There's no home for dismissed souls (grow 'em back again)
There's no grave for rotten bones
And I wonder why I cry (cut off their heads)
And I wonder why I'll die (and they will grow 'em back again)
I said no home for dismissed souls (grow 'em back again)
Ain't no grave for rotten bones
I've tried to trade your soul by the next door
I've tried to trade your soul by the next door
Grow 'em back again
By a long night on a long drive (cut off their heads)
In the long arm of the night I guides (and they will grow 'em back again)
(Grow 'em back again)
There's evil behind businessmen (cut off their heads)
There's no light behind every door (and they will grow 'em back again)
It's just compromise, upon compromise (grow 'em back again)
Am I right? Am I wrong? (Cut off)
Am I right? Am I wrong? (Their heads and they will grow 'em back)
If you find a wide open door (again, grow 'em back again)
You might chase the infinite shadow
I've tried to trade your soul by the next door
Cut off their heads and they will grow 'em back again
Grow 'em back again
Ban the men and hang the lords (cut off their heads)
Hunt down souls and chase the gods (and they will grow 'em back again)
I know you'll try to throw my soul to the beasts (grow 'em back again)
And I wonder why I cry (cut off their heads)
And I wonder why I try (and they will grow 'em back again)
There's no home for dismissed souls (grow 'em back again)
There's no grave for rotten bones
And I wonder why I cry (cut off their heads)
And I wonder why I'll die (and they will grow 'em back again)
I said no home for dismissed souls (grow 'em back again)
Ain't no grave for rotten bones
I've tried to trade your soul by the next door
I've tried to trade your soul by the next door
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Writer(s): Eliot Carrière, Hector Riggi, Martin Carrière, Matthieu Vaugelade
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