A guilty conscience set free
By kind compliments so that words
It mixes like a stiff drink,
Bringing the fire up and almost alive.


Ponounced procreation
Sriking down the niddle of the devils back bone.

Does it take a genius
To see the hope that lies within me?
Does it take a genius to see the hope inside?

Say you're sorry

Your wandering eyes make it hard
To see straight through the line
Your wandering eyes make it hard
To see straight through

Your wandering eyes

Pronounced procreation
Striking down the niddle of the devils back bone.



Lyrics submitted by Nascarguy329

Revolver song meanings
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