Droning

My mind tends to reverberate messages that I tend to hate

I hope to god they go away someday

Some sounds tend not to get around, and noises then begin to drown

Any thoughts bouncing around inside my skull

What a horrible headache

What a horrible heartbreak

No, no, no

Dull pain, dull rain

Isn't it all the same?

As it keeps droning

And it keeps droning

One thing right, and a thousand things wrong

Days too quick, yet the hours too long

Maybe one day I'll open my mind to you

A riddle and a rhyme wrapped up in a mystery

You and I have got plenty of history

Let's not talk about it in front of our friends

Searing sound assaulting my ear drums

Launching missiles - look out, here comes!

No, no, no

Life goes on, I'm withdrawn

From what I've undergone

And it keeps droning

Yes it's still droning

Yes it's still droning

Ooh, it just keeps droning

Oh!