Calliope Mori – Off With Their Heads Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Off With Their Heads – Calliope Mori

Dead Beats
Swinging now
Grab the scythe
And show them how

Welcome to the mountaintop
Waiting ’till the fight calls
I hope you’re ready
To be swinging ’till the night falls
Are you a slave
An entertainer ’till the fun dies
I hope you’re ready
To be swinging ’till the sunrise

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The flame that faintly wavers
Stains the brain with flavour
The kinda pain that you complain
About then learn to savour
A mystic walk beside the
Sadistic Sakura
Kinda wished to talk with ya
Bore me, and it’s off with your heads

I’m not’cha sensei
But I been saying sense
Since I began this soul sentence
Centuries of repentance
Past-tense to reservations
Now I stand in defence
Of this relentlessly intense advice
Not lacking suspense

And guess the f**k what
Ladies and gents I’m not even spent
I’ll gladly live inside ya head
But who in the f**k pays my rent
It ain’t me, right
So whatcha gonna do about it, sucker
‘Cause while the sayers say the same s**t
The doers fight each other
Ya wanna stake your life on any of this
There’s plenty of spite
To steel your nerves and feel the burn
The training starts tonight

Welcome to the mountaintop
Those your fans you’re counting, stop
Throws my hands up stating the obvious
Probably that end was sloppy, gimme Action, sick
Katana slashing, slick But where’s your passion Miss
I’m only asking

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Cuz truthfully y’all lose the heat
When seeing no traction
But it must be how you’re waxing
So trust me, start relaxing
Your stance is well, it’s average
I’m savage ’cause I care
And you can take it or leave it
RIP and tear you swear
To make me believe it

Silent will strike to kill
Shinobi-like technique
Pride or skill, what’s the deal
Those hands already weak
‘Cause bet this blood be melted iron
But I’ll still be like water
You’ll get some muddied-up perspective
If you senselessly slaughter
Those with devotion to the mission
Straight devour the weak
An ocean full of competition
Get your actions to speak
You can’t be strong if you give up
From just a miss in your streak
I’ll say so long with a slight of the scythe
And a light kiss on thy cheek

Send them away
Death-Sensei
No ambition
Try again next week

Welcome to the mountaintop
Waiting ’till the fight calls
I hope you’re ready
To be swinging ’till the night falls
Are you a slave
An entertainer ’till the fun dies
I hope you’re ready
To be swinging ’till the sunrise

You gonna throw in the towel
And quit soon as your body starts bleeding
You’ll say goodbye to glory
Next hello to never succeeding
So if you’d like the flip the story
And that heart is still beating
I challenge you to stay committed
Simply follow my leading

Ya want a balanced following
Then start creating, stop tweeting
This ain’t me hating, I’m just bored
From all the talkers I’m beating
And getting sick of retching endlessly
From excuses I’m reading
But man, s**t, knowing their tendencies
It’s no use, you’re never leaving
Sign up, then you whine about it
Get in line, the stage is crowded
I can now supply you with this Tough Love
Good luck without it

Welcome to the mountaintop
Where we make the bodies drop
Naughty boys and girls get chopped
Up into diamonds, open shop
Copped a decent crop of follows
All those asking me how
They spot the name, the fame
Start shaming, raising their brows

All like, easy for you to say
Little Miss Company Hire
As if these moves did not take heartache
And these tracks are not fire
As if this back did not break
Over and over I near expired
As if a million skeletons hit
That Subscribe for satire

And though this hell is ten times hotter
Than the start, I ain’t tired
Thank God I’m Death
Or I’d have drawn my last breath
And peaced out, or retired
When it gets down
To the wire, just who survives
Are they the liars who sell their souls
Or those who dedicate their lives
I ask you, take up the swords
And swing until it is unbearable
And wear your scars with dignity
When raising something shareable
The strong, the safe, the terrible
Progress in these eyes
Expect no less than Earth-shaking
When these Dead Beats rise

Deadbeats
Swinging now
Grab the scythe
And show them how

Welcome to the mountaintop
Waiting ’till the fight calls
I hope you’re ready
To be swinging ’till the night falls
Are you a slave
An entertainer ’till the fun dies
I hope you’re ready
To be swinging ’till the sunrise

The flame that faintly wavers
Stains the brain with flavour
The kinda pain that you complain
About then learn to savour
A mystic walk beside the
Sadistic Sakura
Kinda wished to talk with ya
Bore me, and it’s off with your
Heads…

➤ Written by Calliope Mori
Produced by TOPHAMHAT-KYO
Calliope Mori | 2021

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