Blenderhead

I don't know your name but that is half the appeal
Can't we rust here in peace with a drop of the surreal
Wrestling with shadows in the dark side of soon
Sadder than TV and still immune
No title to it, that is what's ideal

Left here beaten, bleeding spirits and ink
Out in the open, nothing left to think
You might be in need of surgery
Pretty sure we attempted burglary
Out in the open, nothing left to think

I'm stuck here with a head like a blender
Two thumbs up and no surrender
Financial no-hit wonder out for more
And you thought I was sweet and tender

Don't you know who I thought I wanted to be
I can't remember either but it sure wasn't me
I want something to be rearranged
I want to swim into the strange
Where the wine goes airborne the same second as we

I'm stuck here with a head like a blender
Two thumbs up and no surrender
Financial no-hit wonder out for more
And you thought I was sweet and tender
I'm stuck here with a head like a blender
Two thumbs up and no surrender
Financial no-hit wonder out for more
And you thought I was sweet and tender



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Writer(s): Marius Hytten
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