Poets Of The Fall - 3. Revolution Roulette (Revolution roulette 2008) | Текст песни

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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 decision
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 ungenious critic

everybody loves the perfect solution
to beat the odds
against the poorest possible substitution
what you see is never what you're goona get
everybody's playing revolution roulette

leaves 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
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...

everybody has the perfect solution
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...

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