The Zygotes
Talk in Our Heads
Go back, crow-black sundown
Drips into town, nightmare right where
All you ever wanted was a mouth
We play for voices, talk in our heads
Somehow found out what they said
Alright except inside a mind (get me out)
Let my (insides out) of this white tube
You get your hands inside of mine (get me out)
Don't let (word get out) of my head unscrew'd