| Song | Over His Head |
| Artist | Imperial Teen |
| Album | Feel the Sound |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:16.31] | . |
| [00:28.48] | In a cage it stays the same |
| [00:31.30] | It doesn’t bite, it takes the blame |
| [00:34.36] | It doesn’t know what’s happening |
| [00:37.48] | It never knows what’s happening |
| [00:39.92] | . |
| [00:40.67] | Throw a blanket on the cage |
| [00:43.72] | When it’s night, it’s hard to gauge |
| [00:46.87] | It doesn’t know what’s happening |
| [00:49.94] | It never knows what’s happening |
| [00:52.50] | . |
| [00:53.50] | Eyes are closed, the smell of fear |
| [00:56.25] | What is seen is all you hear |
| [00:59.24] | Couldn’t see what’s beckoning |
| [01:02.19] | Couldn’t hear the reckoning |
| [01:04.83] | . |
| [01:05.87] | In a corner set a trap |
| [01:08.69] | Getting caught the lines were tapped |
| [01:11.73] | Couldn’t see what’s beckoning |
| [01:14.97] | Suddenly a reckoning |
| [01:17.25] | . |
| [01:18.13] | He’s in over his head... |
| [01:36.23] | |
| [01:44.28] | . |
| [02:08.36] | Put a mirror in the cage |
| [02:10.96] | It’s just another game we play |
| [02:13.97] | It doesn’t know what’s happening |
| [02:17.08] | It never knows what’s happening |
| [02:19.58] | . |
| [02:20.50] | Bite the hand that feeds the bark |
| [02:23.58] | Affidavit after dark |
| [02:26.52] | It doesn’t know what’s happening |
| [02:29.65] | It never knew what’s happening |
| [02:32.04] | . |
| [02:32.80] | He’s in over his head... |
| [03:04.12] | |
| [03:16.11] | . |
| [03:16.49] | One to spare and one to save |
| [03:19.19] | The taking back of what you gave |
| [03:22.31] | One to stare and one to gaze |
| [03:25.21] | The best of times, the worst of days |
| [03:28.47] | In the range but out of phase |
| [03:31.50] | The best of days will come again, again... |
| [03:45.98] | . |
| [03:46.55] |
| [00:16.31] | . |
| [00:28.48] | In a cage it stays the same |
| [00:31.30] | It doesn' t bite, it takes the blame |
| [00:34.36] | It doesn' t know what' s happening |
| [00:37.48] | It never knows what' s happening |
| [00:39.92] | . |
| [00:40.67] | Throw a blanket on the cage |
| [00:43.72] | When it' s night, it' s hard to gauge |
| [00:46.87] | It doesn' t know what' s happening |
| [00:49.94] | It never knows what' s happening |
| [00:52.50] | . |
| [00:53.50] | Eyes are closed, the smell of fear |
| [00:56.25] | What is seen is all you hear |
| [00:59.24] | Couldn' t see what' s beckoning |
| [01:02.19] | Couldn' t hear the reckoning |
| [01:04.83] | . |
| [01:05.87] | In a corner set a trap |
| [01:08.69] | Getting caught the lines were tapped |
| [01:11.73] | Couldn' t see what' s beckoning |
| [01:14.97] | Suddenly a reckoning |
| [01:17.25] | . |
| [01:18.13] | He' s in over his head... |
| [01:36.23] | |
| [01:44.28] | . |
| [02:08.36] | Put a mirror in the cage |
| [02:10.96] | It' s just another game we play |
| [02:13.97] | It doesn' t know what' s happening |
| [02:17.08] | It never knows what' s happening |
| [02:19.58] | . |
| [02:20.50] | Bite the hand that feeds the bark |
| [02:23.58] | Affidavit after dark |
| [02:26.52] | It doesn' t know what' s happening |
| [02:29.65] | It never knew what' s happening |
| [02:32.04] | . |
| [02:32.80] | He' s in over his head... |
| [03:04.12] | |
| [03:16.11] | . |
| [03:16.49] | One to spare and one to save |
| [03:19.19] | The taking back of what you gave |
| [03:22.31] | One to stare and one to gaze |
| [03:25.21] | The best of times, the worst of days |
| [03:28.47] | In the range but out of phase |
| [03:31.50] | The best of days will come again, again... |
| [03:45.98] | . |
| [03:46.55] |
| [00:16.31] | . |
| [00:28.48] | In a cage it stays the same |
| [00:31.30] | It doesn' t bite, it takes the blame |
| [00:34.36] | It doesn' t know what' s happening |
| [00:37.48] | It never knows what' s happening |
| [00:39.92] | . |
| [00:40.67] | Throw a blanket on the cage |
| [00:43.72] | When it' s night, it' s hard to gauge |
| [00:46.87] | It doesn' t know what' s happening |
| [00:49.94] | It never knows what' s happening |
| [00:52.50] | . |
| [00:53.50] | Eyes are closed, the smell of fear |
| [00:56.25] | What is seen is all you hear |
| [00:59.24] | Couldn' t see what' s beckoning |
| [01:02.19] | Couldn' t hear the reckoning |
| [01:04.83] | . |
| [01:05.87] | In a corner set a trap |
| [01:08.69] | Getting caught the lines were tapped |
| [01:11.73] | Couldn' t see what' s beckoning |
| [01:14.97] | Suddenly a reckoning |
| [01:17.25] | . |
| [01:18.13] | He' s in over his head... |
| [01:36.23] | |
| [01:44.28] | . |
| [02:08.36] | Put a mirror in the cage |
| [02:10.96] | It' s just another game we play |
| [02:13.97] | It doesn' t know what' s happening |
| [02:17.08] | It never knows what' s happening |
| [02:19.58] | . |
| [02:20.50] | Bite the hand that feeds the bark |
| [02:23.58] | Affidavit after dark |
| [02:26.52] | It doesn' t know what' s happening |
| [02:29.65] | It never knew what' s happening |
| [02:32.04] | . |
| [02:32.80] | He' s in over his head... |
| [03:04.12] | |
| [03:16.11] | . |
| [03:16.49] | One to spare and one to save |
| [03:19.19] | The taking back of what you gave |
| [03:22.31] | One to stare and one to gaze |
| [03:25.21] | The best of times, the worst of days |
| [03:28.47] | In the range but out of phase |
| [03:31.50] | The best of days will come again, again... |
| [03:45.98] | . |
| [03:46.55] |