"Unconscious" lyrics
No matter what I do
No matter how I move
I'm caught in your clutches
Second fiddle to your tune
I'm told you're protection
In the name of good health
But if your big idea is to drive that spear in my spine
I can protect myself
No time in the unconscious
No rhythms, whys, or wherefores
The symptom's imperative
Demons knocking on my core
You're a child of the voodoo
You put a spell on me
Made me wear that skin of ambivalence
Dropping logic bombs like it's World War III
You weigh me down
You weigh me down
You do
You weigh me down
As if there's nothing I can do
No evidence of anger
No evidence of rage
Am I a serial emotion killer
Well-schooled from a young age?
Is it a reservoir of sadness?
Or a mountain of pain?
I'm gonna mine this mind
Dive inside
Terrified but I'm starting again
You weigh me down
You weigh me down
You do
You weigh me down
And now I'm really onto you
"Back sprain or strain
Tennis elbow, one leg shorter than the other
Weak abdominal muscles
Shooting pains, spinal disorders
Muscle pull, even sciatica, sciatica, sciatica, sciatica..."
I'm watching you
Steering my attention
Don't expect me to be good
And let the games begin!
(Head, shoulders, knees and toes
Toes, head, shoulders, knees and toes)
"I can use my imagination and think of my unconscious as the basement of my mind"
No matter what it takes
No more for goodist sake
I'm done with perfection
And the mess it makes
Gonna weigh me down
Gonna weigh me down
No more
No longer physical
This shit's psychological
So I'm learning your logic
Wish I'd learned it at school
Going way down
Going way down
For good
For good
For good
For good
For good
Lose my mind and come to my senses
Lose my mind and come to my senses
Lose my mind and come to my senses
Lose my mind and come to my senses
(Shoulders, knees and toes
Toes, head, shoulders, knees and toes)
"I can use my imagination and think of my unconscious as the basement of my mind"
No matter how I move
I'm caught in your clutches
Second fiddle to your tune
I'm told you're protection
In the name of good health
But if your big idea is to drive that spear in my spine
I can protect myself
No time in the unconscious
No rhythms, whys, or wherefores
The symptom's imperative
Demons knocking on my core
You're a child of the voodoo
You put a spell on me
Made me wear that skin of ambivalence
Dropping logic bombs like it's World War III
You weigh me down
You weigh me down
You do
You weigh me down
As if there's nothing I can do
No evidence of anger
No evidence of rage
Am I a serial emotion killer
Well-schooled from a young age?
Is it a reservoir of sadness?
Or a mountain of pain?
I'm gonna mine this mind
Dive inside
Terrified but I'm starting again
You weigh me down
You weigh me down
You do
You weigh me down
And now I'm really onto you
"Back sprain or strain
Tennis elbow, one leg shorter than the other
Weak abdominal muscles
Shooting pains, spinal disorders
Muscle pull, even sciatica, sciatica, sciatica, sciatica..."
I'm watching you
Steering my attention
Don't expect me to be good
And let the games begin!
(Head, shoulders, knees and toes
Toes, head, shoulders, knees and toes)
"I can use my imagination and think of my unconscious as the basement of my mind"
No matter what it takes
No more for goodist sake
I'm done with perfection
And the mess it makes
Gonna weigh me down
Gonna weigh me down
No more
No longer physical
This shit's psychological
So I'm learning your logic
Wish I'd learned it at school
Going way down
Going way down
For good
For good
For good
For good
For good
Lose my mind and come to my senses
Lose my mind and come to my senses
Lose my mind and come to my senses
Lose my mind and come to my senses
(Shoulders, knees and toes
Toes, head, shoulders, knees and toes)
"I can use my imagination and think of my unconscious as the basement of my mind"
Writer(s): Charlie Winston
