Head On My Pillow

We saw the raiders who were craving for more, They were singing 'bout the blood that they would find. And the people who kept running from the forest to the shore, I don't know how many made it there in time. And we were dying now we try to restore What it was that we just lost but never had. And the raiders, they're close and they're catching all and they want more, And they go sha-la-la la-la la-la la-la. It's gravity that makes us see the place that we belong. Ok there's no need to be sorry, We never had the time. Then we were dying now we try to restore What it was that we just lost and never had. And the raiders they're close, and they're catching all and they want more, And they go sha-la-la la-la la-la la-la.