Testo Head Cold

Get in trouble and get out of it
Babe you wouldn't know the half of it
Cut off a helping hand and then eat it
If it's bad for me I'll feed it
Call on my sister she's away away
Stand in the doorway in a heavy haze
Family like a dose of penicillin
Gave me a rash when I was two now I never miss them I never miss them

I'll find time and I'll stop drinking
I'm still sleeping at least that's something
Your head turns when I start speaking
Away, towards, it makes no difference

Stare at the ceiling with a steady gaze
Tossing and turning while the shuffle plays
Thinking of you under a head cold
I'll be dreaming of you till I get old
Till I get old

I'll find time and I'll stop drinking
I'm still sleeping at least that's something Your head turns when I start speaking
Away, towards, it makes no difference

Under, I'm overgrown
Well I can't fight it
I'm wired
In a headwind gale of family history repeating
I mean it

I'll find time and I'll stop drinking
I'm still sleeping at least that's something
Your head turns when I start speaking
Away, towards, it makes no difference

I find time
Well I find time
I find time
I find time
I found time and I'm still drinking
I'm not sleeping but that means nothing
Your head turns and I start leaving
Away, towards, it makes no difference