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Inside My Head Lyrics
He's got inside my head
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
I am not anymore surprised at your
phone calls at 4 in the morning
(Hello, hello)
You try to write me letters like
you've transformed into Charles
Dickens overnight or something
(Oh, I'm sorry)
And I doubt that you've considered that maybe,
Just maybe those genes that you were forced in,
Although heavy, are no excuse for
your lack of trust in anyone, even you.
My boyfriend used my palm as an ashtray,
And that was on his good days
My scar looks like a bear, or a rabbit
They said, "It's just his bad habits."
He's got inside my head
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
I'm not even scared to come cure your
past, or try to reinvent it
(Just leave it alone)
I can be your lover, and your mother,
And your father who never really
had to take you fishing or teach compassion
You used my voice as your spokesman
You couldn't walk on your own feet
ain't that horrid
He's got inside my head
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
What's the use, I've caught the blindness
He's got inside my head
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
Are you going to tell me that you
can't bear this weight that was a
present 12 years from this day?
Well this town's on the edge of the dry, dry ocean,
And you're thinking you're immune
to getting torn or more
Yeah...Yeah... Come on
He's got inside my bed
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
He's got inside my bed
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
What's the use, I've caught the blindness
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
phone calls at 4 in the morning
(Hello, hello)
You try to write me letters like
you've transformed into Charles
Dickens overnight or something
(Oh, I'm sorry)
And I doubt that you've considered that maybe,
Just maybe those genes that you were forced in,
Although heavy, are no excuse for
your lack of trust in anyone, even you.
My boyfriend used my palm as an ashtray,
And that was on his good days
My scar looks like a bear, or a rabbit
They said, "It's just his bad habits."
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
past, or try to reinvent it
(Just leave it alone)
I can be your lover, and your mother,
And your father who never really
had to take you fishing or teach compassion
You used my voice as your spokesman
You couldn't walk on your own feet
ain't that horrid
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
can't bear this weight that was a
present 12 years from this day?
Well this town's on the edge of the dry, dry ocean,
And you're thinking you're immune
to getting torn or more
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
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"I had fallen, despite all of the things that I had told myself otherwise. I thought that he was going to save me, thought he was going to end my suffering. I held out my hand wanting desperately for it to end, knowing that he could stop it all with just three words. His eyes looked through me, he made me feel like I didn’t exist, like a rich man to a beggar on the street. Then his eyes fixed, looking down at me looking back up at him, he took a long drag from his Marlboro Mild and flicked the ashes into the palm of my open outstretched hand. A sigh of smoke crept out of the corner of his mouth, the soul escaping the body, and in me the same thing. That was the day the part of me that fell silent started screaming, the day something clicked in my brain to fight against the injustices of love, and to never fall again…"
@Cruel_dayz: Where is that from?
@Cruel_dayz: Where is that from?
I imagine it was from one of their blogs.
I imagine it was from one of their blogs.