Pray for the people inside your head
Pray for the people inside your head
Pray for the people inside your head
For they won't be there when you're dead
Muffled out and pushed back down
Tickle me pink, I'm rosy as a flushed red apple skin
Pushed back through the leafy ground
What you need is a sunny, sunny day
Songwriters: Adam Beach, Matt Edmonds, John Patrick Vivia Flynn, Joe Zeitlan
There is no straight and narrow, offload your wheelbarrow
When nothing goes right and the future's dark as night
For they won't be there when you're dead
For they won't be there when you're dead
When you're dead, when you're dead
Monsters in the valley and shootings in the alley
When you're dead, when you're dead
And people fall flat at every turn
Pray for the people inside your head
Pushed back through the leafy ground
I wish I was home and tucked away
When you're dead, when you're dead, when you're
Publisher: TRANSGRESSIVE PUBLISHING LTD
Pushed back through the leafy ground
For they won't be there when you're dead
Don't know where I can buy a heart
I've rolled around the orchard and found myself too awkward
Pray for the people inside your head
And then I can have a brand new start
And tickle me green, I'm too naive
For they won't be there when you're dead
Except I've never been as sweet
The one I've got is shoddy, I need a brand new body
When you're dead, when you're dead
Pushed back through the leafy ground
Muffled out and pushed back down
Don't know where I can find myself a brand new pair of ears
And pick up your sticks and twigs to burn
Muffled out and pushed back down
Time is too early, my hair isn't curly
Muffled out and pushed back down