In the labyrinth of tangled emotions and hazy memories, Spacey Jane paints a vivid picture of internal struggle and fleeting solace. The lyrics delve into the cyclical nature of bad habits—cutting off help, feeding on what's harmful, and battling family legacies that stick like stubborn scars. Amidst this chaos, there's a flicker of hope in finding time and seeking change, but old patterns die hard. The recurring imagery of head turns symbolizes the indifference or confusion from loved ones, whether they're coming closer or drifting away. Ultimately, it's a poignant reflection on grappling with one's demons while yearning for connection and clarity in the foggy landscape of life.
Head Cold
Lyrics
Get in trouble and then get out of it
Babe you wouldn’t know the half of it
Cut off the helping hand and eat it
If it’s bad for me I feed it
Call up my sister she’s a way away
Stand in the doorway in a heavy haze
Family like a dose of penicillin
Gave me a rash when I was two and now I never miss them, I never miss them
Well I’ll find time and I’ll stop drinking
I’m still sleeping at least that’s something
Your head turns when I stop 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 until I get old, ‘till I get old
Well I’ll find time and I’ll stop drinking
I’m still sleeping at least that’s something
Your head turns when I stop speaking
Away, towards, it makes no difference
Under I’m overgrown
I can’t fight it, I’m wired
In a head wind gale of family history repeating, I mean it
Well I’ll find time and I’ll stop drinking
I’m still sleeping at least that’s something
Your head turns when I stop speaking
Away, towards, it makes no difference
I found time but I’m still drinking
I’m not sleeping but that means nothing
Your head turns when I start leaving
Away, towards, it makes no difference
Get in trouble and then get out of it
Babe you wouldn’t know the half of it
Cut off the helping hand and eat it
If it’s bad for me I feed it
Call up my sister she’s a way away
Stand in the doorway in a heavy haze
Family like a dose of penicillin
Gave me a rash when I was two and now I never miss them, I never miss them
Well I’ll find time and I’ll stop drinking
I’m still sleeping at least that’s something
Your head turns when I stop 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 until I get old, ‘till I get old
Well I’ll find time and I’ll stop drinking
I’m still sleeping at least that’s something
Your head turns when I stop speaking
Away, towards, it makes no difference
Under I’m overgrown
I can’t fight it, I’m wired
In a head wind gale of family history repeating, I mean it
Well I’ll find time and I’ll stop drinking
I’m still sleeping at least that’s something
Your head turns when I stop speaking
Away, towards, it makes no difference
I found time but I’m still drinking
I’m not sleeping but that means nothing
Your head turns when I start leaving
Away, towards, it makes no difference
Writer(s): Ashton Hardman-Le Cornu, Caleb Harper, Kieran Lama, Peppa Lane
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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