Bed Head
Manchester Orchestra
Arguing with the dead
I'm not alone, but it sure feels like someone left
Deaf notes and talking heads
Carrying on your debt
Blood on the bed head and volumes you left unsaid
Let 'em talk and let it habit, now I'm afraid you're alone
Oh my God
Let me relinquish and start to distinguish my past, and my time
You and I are oil and fire, so
Oh my God
Let me extinguish the habit, the sequence, the loss in my mind
Now I believe in the ghost
Ghost
Clawing against your skin
Clutching my neck said, It's all supposed to end like this
You and I are panoramic
Now I'm afraid of the ghost
Oh my God
Let me relinquish and start to distinguish my past, and my time
There is only love and fire, so
Oh my God
Let me extinguish the habit, the sequence, the loss in my mind
Now I believe in the
Right by the entrance, you broke
Finally, reality's taking its hold
You're not who you were, but you can't let it go
You're not where you're from, but you're always alone
So I stick a flag in the ground
I think I know who I'm living for now
I am what I am, same above as the ground
It's not what I want, but I'm figuring it out
Oh my God
Let me relinquish and start to distinguish my past, and my time
You and I are holy fire, so
Oh my God
Let me extinguish the habit, the sequence, the loss in my mind
Now I believe in the ghost
Ghost
Gho—
Ghost
