Head in the ceiling fan goes rolling
And missing like bullets slamming into deer skin.

Glued my green eyes to your face.
I'm blind.
Follow footsteps, a bleeding bloodline.

Head in the ceiling fan goes rolling
And missing like bullets slamming into deer skin.
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Head In The Ceiling Fan Lyrics

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