"Turn My Head"

Anyone, caught in you mystery
keep it angry,
keep it whispy.
I've fallen down
drunk on your juices.

Turn my head,
turn my head
it's aimed at you.

Funky temple,
your dress is torn to shreds,
your eyes are crazy,
I bowed to save my head and
I can't forget you
but I can't remember.

Turn my head,
turn my head
it's aimed at you.

Oh no,
we came to love you all day
these bastards are leaving,
somebody's go to stay,
whatever we called you
it's just a name
just a name.

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