What's the sense of running blind
If you never know where you go
What's the sense of suicide
If the crash is all you know
I'm a right-down, lower than the low
Collecting other people's sins
What's the sense, if you got to go
If you don't know where you been

A classic indication, march out of time
A standard application and you're not the kind
I'm coming

Blessed retribution
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Head On Lyrics

Overkill – Head On Lyrics