So I walked into to the haze.
And a million dirty waves.
Now I see you lying there,
Like a lilo losing air,air.
Black rocks and shoreline surf.
Still that summer I cannot bare.
So I wipe the sand from my eyes.
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.
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.
I'll find you in the sand.
Wipe you clean with dirty hands.
So god damn 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.
'Cos I'm......
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......
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......
Forget the horror here......
Forget the horror here......
Leave it all down here.
It's future rust and it's future dust.
A choir of furies in your head.
A choir of furies in your bed.
I'm the ghost in the back of your head.
'Cos I'm......
A choir of furies in your head.
A choir of furies in your bed.
I'm the ghost in the back of your head.
'Cos I'm......