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Artist/Band:
Poets Of The Fall
Lyrics for Song: Revolution Roulette
Lyrics for Album: Revolution Roulette [2008]
If this machine doesn't stop
What will you do if it never goes out
Never goes out of season
It never stops as it turns
There ain't no passion, yet it burns
Introducing my prison
Losing myself in this place
Soon I'm gone without a trace
Freed with that final incision; look
Look my heart it's a bird
It needs to sing and to be heard
Not this clockwork precision
And the machine grows idiotic
Who's gonna be it's ingenious critic
Everybody loves the perfect solution
To beat the odds against the poorest possible substitution
What you see is never what you're gonna get
Everybody's playing revolution roulette
Gives you no arguments to trade
You can try the key or you can wait
But the lock will not open
So you're left with sanity to lose
Cos the machine is a ruse
Another invention to rule them
It's like a fistful of snake eyes
A hand grenade with bye byes
Like a million spent on nothing; look
It's kinda like a pick in their lock
When you never went knock knock
Hello anybody home? I'm coming in
With a touch of foreboding
And the machine grows parasitic
Who's gonna critisize the good critic
Everybody loves the perfect solution
To beat the odds against the poorest possible substitution
What you see is never what you're gonna get
Everybody's playing revolution roulette
Everybody has the perfect solution
But it's just hard to resist the sweet seduction
There ain't no trick to winning double what you bet
Welcome to revolution roulette
Everybody loves the perfect solution
To beat the odds against the poorest possible substitution
What you see is never what you're gonna get
Everybody's playing, everybody's playin
Everybody's playing, revolution roulette
Revolution roulette
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Poets Of The Fall
"Revolution Roulette [2008]"
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