Head In the Sand (Blinding Son)

I guess you bit Off a little more than you could chew So you choke Sitting still in the waiting room And it's a shame That the hospital couldn't fix something like that A lack of courage A father gives his son to the past I guess you took A little more than your tentacles could hold So you sunk I pin you down on the ocean floor You escape Let the current take you away The sand is the past You took one last look and buried us Am I the only one? Or am I just one of many? 'Cause I need to know Just how far you spread this suffering Bury your head Bury your head just like the child that you are Just like the child that you've always been But I'm sure Your swollen chest will find a way to boast Of all the wrong you've done And when you sung to her In Spanish what were you really saying? 'Cause I don't think In English it would be as appealing Did you tell her of the magic trick you had been practicing? The one where you disappear You disappeared Am I the only one? Or am I just one of many? 'Cause I need to know Just how far you spread this suffering Bury your head Bury your head just like the child that you are Just like the child that you've always been But I'm sure Your swollen chest will find a way to boast Of all the wrong you've done You are the devil that hides behind the curtains You're pulling all these strings You are the maker I am the puppet You are the pistol I am the brain I am the captive you torment indirectly But direction is not the key When you're the product of a coward's mistake I guess you bit Off a little more than you could chew So you choke It's hard to swallow a mistake you can't undo Am I the only one? Or am I just one of many? 'Cause I need to know Just how far you spread this suffering Bury your head Bury your head just like the child that you are Just like the child that you've always been But I'm sure Your swollen chest will find a way to boast Of all the wrong you've done Am I the only one? Or am I just one of many? 'Cause I need to know Just how far you spread this suffering Bury your head Bury your head just like the child that you are Just like the child that you've always been But I'm sure Your swollen chest will find a way to boast Of all the wrong you've done