Head On A Plate lyrics

Artist  : Bayside 
Song : Head On A Plate



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 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



They’re asking
for my, my head on a plate

They’re 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 it’s worth

Originality's not a curse



They’re
asking for my, my head on a plate

They’re
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



They’re asking for my, my head on a
plate

They’re 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