Migraine Lyrics

Wake up to a pounding

To a screaming

Child between your ears

He's an asshole

But he's yours

You can't leave him

Pop another liver killer

Crawl back into the darkness of your room

But he's in your bed

And he's crying

You can't leave him

It was all in the dream

Blame it on the dream`

Mother shot herself in the head

In your dream

Maybe this is how she feels

There's a bitty bullet stuck in your head

In your head

One itty bitty bullet and you'll be dead

That's what they said

But it's a long long way

From the head to the heart

Give it another day

You're not dead

But you are

Living life as a vegetable

The mother, talk about her

Was only trying to bring her child to life

She'd love him

He'd be hers

She'd never leave him

She would love him when she saw him

One arm mangled

Did he have three eyes?

He was ugly

And her husband

Would kill her for this

It was all in the dream

Blame it on the dream

Mother shot herself in the head for the dream

Twenty-five years, and still

There's a bitty bullet stuck in her head

In her head

One itty bitty bullet and she'll be dead

That's what they said

But it's a long long way from the head to the heart

She woke the following day

And was rather alarmed

To be living life as a vegetable

He's still screaming, baby

Even though he's grown

"Mother I know you loved me

I'm not an ugly baby anymore"

Mother wake up

Mother wake up

Mother wake up

Mother wake up

Mother wake up