Seven Heads
Lyrics
A paradise of delusion Rotten, hush-hush His stare says it's obsession Friendship perverted over and over again Willingly cutting at the root Sisters puncture the replica doll To save me from the tannin Impregnated feelings born from lust Was it real life, or unearned advantages? I'm releasing the fugitive serpent back into the wild "After generations, the privilege becomes invisible to the holders" Systematic subordination Systematic subordination
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:59
- Tempo
- 186 BPM