Miseryhead Lyrics - Distorted Lullabies - 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