In My Head
I hear voices when no one's around
Silent voices that no one can see
I hear voices that don't make a sound
The distant calling that calls out to me
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your arms
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your skull
In my head
In my head
Sometimes strangers are good friends of mine
They always come over when no one's around
Strangers can sometimes look nice in the dark
They crawl in my face and won't leave me alone
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm burning through your skull
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your brain
In my head
In my head
I have lived without having a life
I've been alive inside of my skull
When I was younger I wasn't alone
Someone was laughing and pointing at me
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your arms
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your brain
In my head
In my head
I'm just a killer inside of my head
The bullets are bright, it's kept in the dark
I'm just a killer inside of my head
The millions of lives I shot in the dark
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your heart
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your skull
In my head
In my head
I hear voices when no one's around
Silent voices that no one can see
I hear voices that don't make a sound
The distant calling that calls out to me
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your arms
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your skull
In my head
In my head
Sometimes strangers are good friends of mine
They always come over when no one's around
Strangers can sometimes look nice in the dark
They crawl in my face and won't leave me alone
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm burning in your womb
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your skull
In my head
In my head
Silent voices that no one can see
I hear voices that don't make a sound
The distant calling that calls out to me
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your arms
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your skull
In my head
In my head
Sometimes strangers are good friends of mine
They always come over when no one's around
Strangers can sometimes look nice in the dark
They crawl in my face and won't leave me alone
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm burning through your skull
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your brain
In my head
In my head
I have lived without having a life
I've been alive inside of my skull
When I was younger I wasn't alone
Someone was laughing and pointing at me
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your arms
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your brain
In my head
In my head
I'm just a killer inside of my head
The bullets are bright, it's kept in the dark
I'm just a killer inside of my head
The millions of lives I shot in the dark
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your heart
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your skull
In my head
In my head
I hear voices when no one's around
Silent voices that no one can see
I hear voices that don't make a sound
The distant calling that calls out to me
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your arms
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your skull
In my head
In my head
Sometimes strangers are good friends of mine
They always come over when no one's around
Strangers can sometimes look nice in the dark
They crawl in my face and won't leave me alone
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm burning in your womb
In my head
In my head
I want to be that bullet that goes ripping through your skull
In my head
In my head
Credits
Writer(s): Alain Johannes, Joshua Homme, Troy Van Leeuwen, Josh Freese, Joseph Castillo
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