Miseryhead — текст песни (Ours)

christ, your head, what`s it become?
while the whole world`s out having fun

i`m in a cloud
it`s pulling me down
breaking me down

i`m in a cloud, it feels like a crowd of a hundred, it`s five degrees here
nobody sees, somebody please, save me

this is the sound of my miseryhead
choke on the taste of my miseryhead
dance to the words of my miseryhead
this is the sound of my miseryhead

i`m in a cloud
it`s pulling me down
breaking me down

turn around, what`s that sound?
i`m in your head
i thought i heard him say he`d rather be dead
than live life apart
we`re apart, we`re apart

this is the sound of my miseryhead
choke on the taste of my miseryhead
dance to the words of my miseryhead
this is the sound of my miseryhead

this is the sound of my miseryhead
choke on the taste of my miseryhead
dance to the words of my miseryhead
this is the sound of my miseryhead