Haunted Head Lyrics
von Ezra Furman
In 'Haunted Head' von Ezra Furman geht es um den inneren Kampf und die Einsamkeit, die viele Menschen empfinden. Der Son... weiterlesen
I'm up at six
I get a slice of bread, I cut a hole in it
I crack a little egg into a frying pan
And I try to get my mind turned off
I'm naked now
Because it doesn't really matter when the shades are down
I was born this way I'll die this way
I don't know how I'm ever gonna tell myself the truth
I live alone
A house without a heart is not a home
I think I may destroy these things I own
I'm going back way back to black and red
Inside my haunted head
I get the prayer shawl on
I wrap myself in something that is way beyond
Anything my mind could get its dirty fingers on
I'm going through the motions like a champ
I take these aimless drives from two A.M. to four
I live these secret lives
Identities that all die off not one survives
By morning there's nobody at the wheel
I'm out on Lake Street now
I'm coming to a red light but there's no one around
The law sits on my shoulder and it weighs me down
It's talking in a language long since dead
Inside my haunted head
(Gentlemen!)
I'm having too much fun
My arms around the toilet like a long-lost chum
I'm kneeling at the throne
I'm stricken deaf and dumb
I'm learning what it means to really pray
Tried to get cute with pain
I thought I could avoid it
Thought I knew that game
But just when you get the hang of it the rules all change
And you're doing time for crimes that don't exist
So I sit and wait
Til I can finally see the sense it makes
I know this sick world's bound to be explained
So I'm hanging on if only by a thread
Inside my haunted head
(Haunted, ha-ha-haunted head)
I get a slice of bread, I cut a hole in it
I crack a little egg into a frying pan
And I try to get my mind turned off
I'm naked now
Because it doesn't really matter when the shades are down
I was born this way I'll die this way
I don't know how I'm ever gonna tell myself the truth
I live alone
A house without a heart is not a home
I think I may destroy these things I own
I'm going back way back to black and red
Inside my haunted head
I get the prayer shawl on
I wrap myself in something that is way beyond
Anything my mind could get its dirty fingers on
I'm going through the motions like a champ
I take these aimless drives from two A.M. to four
I live these secret lives
Identities that all die off not one survives
By morning there's nobody at the wheel
I'm out on Lake Street now
I'm coming to a red light but there's no one around
The law sits on my shoulder and it weighs me down
It's talking in a language long since dead
Inside my haunted head
(Gentlemen!)
I'm having too much fun
My arms around the toilet like a long-lost chum
I'm kneeling at the throne
I'm stricken deaf and dumb
I'm learning what it means to really pray
Tried to get cute with pain
I thought I could avoid it
Thought I knew that game
But just when you get the hang of it the rules all change
And you're doing time for crimes that don't exist
So I sit and wait
Til I can finally see the sense it makes
I know this sick world's bound to be explained
So I'm hanging on if only by a thread
Inside my haunted head
(Haunted, ha-ha-haunted head)
Writer(s): Ezra Furman
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