Testi:
Poets Of The Fall Revolution Roulette

You've been biting bullets all these years, I know There beside yourself, choking back tears And you aced avoiding possibility When you made your bed

Yeah decency, she done left our home On her rollerskates, so I guess she's pretty far gone Left me with my greed, to answer for my own For how could

want to shed my skin, shed my skin I think I'm gonna start my own religion Seems to be the recipe for a new sensation Think it's gonna make a trendy revolution

Gotta get a hold of myself I see them gathering around And they need me to do their will It's like I'm standing again On the same window sill Am I happy

Today, it's in the air again today, another incident that just went off No way, this time I will not take blame, its pretty obvious who needs to shut

Looking at the road that rises up ahead I thought I'd learned a thing or two But this is where it's all made new And I, I gotta throw my hands up Cause

You've been biting bullets all these years, I know There beside yourself, choking our tears And you aced avoiding possibility When you placed your bed

She can see about four satellites every minute of the hour And find a four leaf clover where you never saw a flower She's habitually paradoxical, a parallel

be its 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