w.a.m.s. - Album Version

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w.a.m.s.

I'm a young one stuck in the thoughts of an old one's head
When all the others are just stirring awake
I'm trying to trick myself to fall asleep again

My head's in heaven, my soles are in hell
Let's meet in the purgatory of my head and get well

Hurry
Hurry
You put my head in such a flurry
Flurry
Freckle freckle what makes you so special?
What makes you so special?
I'm gonna leave you
I'm gonna teach you
How we're all alone
How we're all alone

Guild me build me
It's your club so let me in
I want to know the glory or how boring it is
Inside your skin

My head's in heaven, my soles are in hell
Let's meet in the purgatory of my head and get well

Hurry
Hurry
You put my head in such a flurry
Flurry
Freckle freckle what makes you so special?
What makes you so special?
I'm gonna leave you
I'm gonna teach you
How we're all alone
How we're all alone

Hurry
Hurry
You put my head in such a flurry
Flurry
Freckle freckle what makes you so special?
What makes you so special?
I'm gonna leave you
I'm gonna teach you
How we're all alone
How we're all alone

[Interlude]

Mama
If we don't take the medication
We won't sleep for days
We won't sleep for days
Mama
If we pray to the lord
Does he sing on a stage?
Does he sing on a stage?
We waste it all
In the back of a long dark car
And I'm a sunshine machine
I want to get stuck
I want to get stuck
And be glowing in your memory