Lyrics:
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Fix My Head
(From the 2004 release - On The Strrets Of)
I can't get out of this box
And they've turned all of the locks
And the corners are closin' in
Like the devil promotin' sin
The ticking is cutting my ear
And the silence just won't dissapear
I'm on the other side of the wall
From the sun, the moon, and all
Chorus:
And I can't get out
They can't fix my head
My arms are long
And my bones feel like lead
Now, in the depths of my gut
My skin is breaking up
And the colors in my eyes
Are fading to black and white
They hung a needle from a thread
To sow up all the living dead
But violence begot violence
So all of the children bled
(Violin Interlude)
Patience to the world
Death to the king!
Nobody knows better
But everyone knows everything
And I know puppets when they speak
Long haired hippi's who've grown weak
Crazy religious men
Puttin' planes into concrete
(Chorus)
Shadows in the sand
Mohammeds broken hands
Tarin' limbs from
Shore to land
From shore to land
-Written by Anthony Retka in 2004 ©2004