Twisted everything around
You proved the king to be a clown
The empty space between your ears
Is their playground
The switch has flipped
It's pointing down
Stale waxy meals
The smell's in the air
Welcomed all the lies
A promise that seemed fair
Vacant lullabies
They never really cared
The cattle are lined and ready to be prepared
Seems like the clock is counting down
If there's any chance
The time is now
The empty space between your ears
Is their playground
The switch has flipped
It's pointing down
Stale waxy meals
The smell's in the air
Welcomed all the lies
A promise that seemed fair
Vacant lullabies
They never really cared
The cattle are lined and ready to be prepared
HEELE - Oncoming Wave Lyrics
HEELE - Oncoming Wave Lyrics
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Twisted everything around
You proved the king to be a clown
The empty space between your ears
Is their playground
The switch has flipped
It's pointing down
Stale waxy meals
The smell's in the air
Welcomed all the lies
A promise that seemed fair
Vacant lullabies
They never really cared
The cattle are lined and ready to be prepared
Seems like the clock is counting down
If there's any chance
The time is now
The empty space between your ears
Is their playground
The switch has flipped
It's pointing down
Stale waxy meals
The smell's in the air
Welcomed all the lies
A promise that seemed fair
Vacant lullabies
They never really cared
The cattle are lined and ready to be prepared
You proved the king to be a clown
The empty space between your ears
Is their playground
The switch has flipped
It's pointing down
Stale waxy meals
The smell's in the air
Welcomed all the lies
A promise that seemed fair
Vacant lullabies
They never really cared
The cattle are lined and ready to be prepared
Seems like the clock is counting down
If there's any chance
The time is now
The empty space between your ears
Is their playground
The switch has flipped
It's pointing down
Stale waxy meals
The smell's in the air
Welcomed all the lies
A promise that seemed fair
Vacant lullabies
They never really cared
The cattle are lined and ready to be prepared
Writer: Michael Henss
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