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Hammering In My Head Lyrics - Version 2.0 - Garbage

I'm stressed but you're freestyle 

I'm overworked but I'm undersexed 

I must be made of concrete 

I sign my name across your chest 

 

Give out the same old answers 

I trot them out for the relatives 

Company tried and tested 

I use the ones that I love the best 

 

Like an animal you're moving over me 

Like an animal you're moving over me 

 

When did I get perverted 

I can't remember your name 

I'm growing introverted 

You touch my hand and it's not the same 

 

This was so unexpected 

I never thought I'd get caught 

Play boomerang with your demons 

Shoot to kill and you'll pop them off 

Bang! Bang! 

 

Like an animal you're moving over me 

Like an animal you're moving over me 

 

You should be sleeping my love 

Tell me what you're dreaming of 

 

You should be sleeping my love 

Tell me what you're dreaming of 

 

You should be sleeping my love 

Tell me what you're dreaming of 

 

You should be sleeping my love 

Tell me what you're dreaming of 

 

I knew you were mine for the taking 

I knew you were mine for the taking 

I knew you were mine for the taking 

When I walked in the room 

 

I knew you were mine for the taking 

I knew you were mine for the taking 

Your eyes light up 

When I walk in the room 

 

A hammering in my head don't stop 

From the bullet train 

From Tokyo to Los Angeles 

I'm leaving you behind 

A flash in the pan 

A storm in a teacup 

A needle in a haystack 

A prize for the winning 

A dead for the raising 

A catch for the chasing 

A jewel for the choosing 

A man for the making in this blistering heat 

 

Sweat it all out 

Sweat it all out 

With your bedroom eyes and your baby pouts 

Sweat it all out 

In our electric storms and our shifting sands 

Our candy jars and our sticky hands 

 

Sweat it all out [Repeat: x6] 

 

Don't forget what I wrote you then 

And don't forget what I told you then 

And don't forget I that meant to win 

And don't forget your Ventolin 

So a hammering in my head don't stop 

In the bullet train from Tokyo to Los Angeles. 

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