I look around, the room is green again.
Haven’t felt this way since I don’t know when.
All the ultra violet hard at play,
dances in my mind, let’s me look at you this way.
Seems I’m back into my head.
I can tell by all the things the voiceless people said.
People talking to me through the door.
What they say, I just won’t hear anymore.
All the infrared inside my brain
mutes their empty words and hides me from my reign of pain.
Seems I’m back into my head.
I can tell by all the things the voiceless people said.
Everywhere I look there are people running away.
It seems to me no one wants to stay.
No one wants to stay, no one wants to stay.
No one wants to stay.
Why does
no one want to stay?
I look around the room is dull again.
Last I felt this way’s too soon, I can remember when.
All the colors fly away from me.
They no more exist they’re once again a memory.
I’m no longer in my head.
I’m back in a world where all that live are really dead.
Written by: Michael Bonanno
Lead vocal: Michael
Back-up vocals: Michael
Acoustic guitar, bass, bowed
pad, brass section, drums,
electric guitar, piano, organ,
pizzicato strings, strings: Michael
COPYRIGHT 2005 by Michael Bonanno
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Reproduction of “Back Into My Head” or any part
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