Song Description
A criminal has flashbacks of his youth while in police custody.
| Song Length |
4:26 |
Genre |
Rock - Modern, Rock - Psychedelic |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Disturbed, Anxious |
Subject |
Hospitals, Sanity/Insanity |
| Similar Artists |
Peter Gabriel, Pink Floyd |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
What the hell they want from me?
Endless interrogation.
I feel asleep inside this dream,
Though I'm wide awake.
Dig in deep, but you can't clear my eyes.
I hear them speak just out of reach,
Their voice returns to haunt me.
(Help me, Mama)
Cause I don't understand.
(Tell me, Papa)
Did I do something bad?
("Oh, no"), say the voices in his head.
Heaven knows what's in his mind.
I can't remember,
But I can disagree.
Beyond the lens and glass,
They study me.
Tied up, locked down,
I won't last a week.
When these old shadows follow me,
And voices held are set free.
(Help me, Mama)
Cause I don't understand.
(Tell me, Papa)
Did I do something bad?
(Oh), Angels sing inside his head,
When demons rest inside his mind.
The kid is fine, they tell you so.
But they knew in time, that we would know.
Is it so hard to pick the sane?
And someone we can blame.
(Help me, Mama)
Cause I don't understand.
(Tell me, Papa)
Did I do something bad?
(Oh, no), Satan's voice is in his head.
Heaven knows what's in his mind.
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