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Violetcrimes. - A Slap In The Face Lyrics



Violetcrimes. - A Slap In The Face Lyrics




The small hand ticking away.
Wishing you could skip the rest of the day.
Can't stop your leg from bouncing,
Can't rinse the salt away.

Step to your demons and they slap you in the face
They know just what you are afraid of
The knot inside your gut's the only thing you feel
Choke it down, set your sights, dig in your heels

The bell rings, a new round's underway
Serving elbow cake the old fashioned way
Ringside roar becomes your soundtrack
The second act on this Green Mountain stage

Next you're careening off the ropes
Straight to the clothesline, falling down
They'll say it's fake, but the scars you see are real
Landing on your back again
Again the heel

Down, you're down.
For the count
Head up, get up

No sound around
You're unbound
Head up, get up

There's no sense in running away
Don't believe all the things that they say
Drop kick like Machu Picchu
The final showdown is just underway

Step to your demons, go and slap them in the face
Show them just what it is you're made of
Blood, spit and grit are the fuel that feed the fire
Light it up, see it burn, feel it go higher

Long, headstrong
Fighting song
Fed up, step up

Feel, it's real
You're revealed
Riled up, time's up

ONE!
TWO!
AW...KICK OUT!
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English

The small hand ticking away.
Wishing you could skip the rest of the day.
Can't stop your leg from bouncing,
Can't rinse the salt away.

Step to your demons and they slap you in the face
They know just what you are afraid of
The knot inside your gut's the only thing you feel
Choke it down, set your sights, dig in your heels

The bell rings, a new round's underway
Serving elbow cake the old fashioned way
Ringside roar becomes your soundtrack
The second act on this Green Mountain stage

Next you're careening off the ropes
Straight to the clothesline, falling down
They'll say it's fake, but the scars you see are real
Landing on your back again
Again the heel

Down, you're down.
For the count
Head up, get up

No sound around
You're unbound
Head up, get up

There's no sense in running away
Don't believe all the things that they say
Drop kick like Machu Picchu
The final showdown is just underway

Step to your demons, go and slap them in the face
Show them just what it is you're made of
Blood, spit and grit are the fuel that feed the fire
Light it up, see it burn, feel it go higher

Long, headstrong
Fighting song
Fed up, step up

Feel, it's real
You're revealed
Riled up, time's up

ONE!
TWO!
AW...KICK OUT!
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Writer: Amy Klinger, Mark Tomase
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Violetcrimes.
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Amy Klinger, Mark Tomase
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