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Aftertaste
(Something is wrong with your head)
(G.Gore)
You confuse me, you abuse me
and I really don't know what to do
you astound me, you confound me
and I don't know what to make of you
you feed me riddles, squeeze in the middle
of affairs that have nothing to do with you
you work your way through a small grey area
I don't think a roach motel will do
how can I try to alter emotions
when the tailors are sound asleep instead
ah something is wrong with
your head
you signify with a tear in your eye
that all will set itself straight soon
then walk away with a spring in your step
you've got more phases than the moon
you don't care if you play fair
it doesn't seem to matter to you at all
you keep 'em coming with your silent running
I could've gone back but I don't crawl
how can I try to cure your psychosis
when my friend Sigmund Freud is long past dead
ah something is wrong
with your head
BRIDGE:
I can't understand why you'd lend a hand to a stranger
when I'm hurtin' right in front of your face
maybe someday when you will tell me
then I can go rid my head of your aftertaste
your aftertaste
how can I tell my gaurd to stand easy
when your flag of surrender is crimson red?
ah something is wrong
with your head
i said something is wrong with your head
i said something is wrong with your
head
7/93
Words and Music Ó1994 GAS Songs
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WHERE
IN THE WORLD IS
GARY GORE PLAYING?