So I walk through to the haze
And a million dirty waves.
Now I see you lying there
Like a lilo losing air
air...
Black rocks and the shoreline sand(?)
Still dead summer I cannot bare
And I wipe the sand from my eyes
It's the Spanish Sahara
The place that you wanna
Leave the horror here.
Forget the horror here.
Forget the horror here.
Leave it all down here.
It's future rust and it's future dust.
Forget the horror here.
Forget the horror here.
Leave it all down here.
It's future rust and it's future dust.
Now the waves, they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground.
Now I find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands.
Soak up then this boiling space(?)
It's the Spanish Sahara
The place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here.
Forget the horror here.
Forget the horror here.
Leave it all down here.
It's future rust and it's future dust.
I'm the fury in your head.
I'm the fury in your bed.
I'm the ghost in the back of your head. (dust?)
'Cos I'm the fury in your head.
I'm the fury in your bed.
I'm the ghost in the back of your head.
'Cos I'm the fury in your head.
I'm the ghost in the back of your head.
['Cos I'm]
Forget the horror here.
Forget the horror here.
Leave it all down here.
It's future rust and it's future dust.
I'm the fury in your head.
'Cos I'm the fury in your head.
I'm the fury in your bed.
I'm the ghost in the back of your head.
'Cos I'm
(one of?) the furies in your head.
I'm the fury in your bed.
I'm the ghost in the back of your head.
[Cos I'm]
'Cos I'm the furies in your head.
I'm the furies in your bed.
I'm the ghost in the back of your
[Cos I'm]
