So I walked into the haze
And a million dirty ways
Now I see you lying there
Like a lie-low losing air... air
Black rocks and shoreline sand
Still that summer I cannot bear
And I wipe the sand from my arms
The Spanish Sahara 
The place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here

--
Forget the horror here 
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's [bad word] and then it's future dust

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

Cause I am

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

Cause I am

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

Cause I am

--

Forget the horror here 
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's [bad word] and then it's future dust

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

Cause I am

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

Cause I am