In My Head - Great Cynics

There’s a guy on the corner and he’s always there for me

He always wants to talk and ask me where I’ve been

But he doesn’t care, he’s just a middleman between this street and the suits of

Whitechapel

It gets cut down along the line, sometimes I think they’ve got it good

But I don’t want to be alone any more, you slit the throat of your confidence

But what we’ve got to save for today

I’ve always spent more time on the bedroom floor just for someone to fall

asleep to

All the things I’ve ignored will catch up to me

On the back seats we’re feeling warm

I don’t need a flag to make me feel like I belong

All the nights we don’t talk about, all the hours we forget

But I’m making this week one I’ll remember

Tonight I’m doing all the things my body told me not to do

I’ve always spent more time on the bedroom floor

Just for someone to fall asleep to

All the things I’ve ignored will catch up to me

But until that day I’m free

It’s in my head and it’s under my feet

But who am I to blow against the wind and push it to pretend

It’s in my head and it’s under my feet

It’s in my head