Pinwheels - The Kettle

It comes in fits of panic
Systems overloaded
The kettle's on the burner
I feel like exploding
Shadows in the corner
Chinese water torture
And all of this is working me
To a fever breaking through the ice
To a clothespin hung upon a wire
To a clanking noise from the clock tower
In a nervous break, in a nervous break
The pendulum descending
Automatic messaging
I'm waiting for an order
A call from my superior
To send me to oblivion
Behold my unbecoming
And all of this is working me
To a poison seeping through the skin
To a hammer pounding on the nail
To the frightened voice of the cuckoo bird
In a nervous break, in a nervous break
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
It's in your head
It's all in your head
It's all in your head

Written by:
Samuel de Luna

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