Messianic Complex Lyrics

The sourest grapes can make the worst wine

Can tip the scales on an alleged crime

Summoned for trial, held inside my brain

And I can never make the case I'm sane

Did I make a wrong move

Or was it you

Or is it in the back of my head

In the back of my head

That I won't wander blindly down a path that I'm led

It's in the back of my head

In the back of my head

That someone round this table ain't the person they said

It's in the back of my head

Let's raise a glass for the next toast

There's an old phrase 'bout who you keep close

I said it once, and then denied three times

I'm at my worst just when I think I'm fine

I'm pressing self destruct

This mind is fucked

There's something in the back of my head

In the back of my head

That I won't wander blindly down a path that I'm led

It's in the back of my head

In the back of my head

That someone round this table ain't the person they said

It's in the back of my head

It's in the back of my head