Lyrics W.a.m.s

I'm a young one
Stuck in the box
Of an old ones head
When all the other ones were just stirring awake
I'm trying to trick myself to fall asleep again

My head's in heaven
My soles are in hell
Let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

Hurry, hurry
You put my head in such a flurry, flurry
Freckle freckle what makes you so special?
What makes you so special?
I'm gonna leave you
I'm gonna teach you
How we're all alone
How we're all alone

Give me, build me
It's your club, so let me in (let me in)
Knowing you're heartwarming
It is inside your skin

My head's in heaven
My soles are in hell
Let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

Hurry, hurry
You put my head in such a flurry, flurry
What makes you so special?
What makes you so special?
I'm gonna leave you
I'm gonna teach you
How we're all alone
How we're all alone

Mama
If we don't take the medication
We won't sleep for days
We won't sleep for days

If we pray to the lord
Will he sing on a stage?
Will he sing on a stage?

We waste it all in the back of a long dark car
And I'm sunshine machine

I want to get stuck
I want to get stuck
In your memories.