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So I walked through to the haze
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lie-low losing air, air
Black rocks and shoreline sand
Still dead 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 future rust and it's future dust
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
Now the waves they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
Though I'll find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands
So god damn this boiling space
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 future rust and 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 future rust and it's future dust
Choir of furies in your head
Choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
The choir of furies in your head
Choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
Choir of furies in your head
Choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lie-low losing air, air
Black rocks and shoreline sand
Still dead 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 future rust and it's future dust
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
Now the waves they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
Though I'll find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands
So god damn this boiling space
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 future rust and 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 future rust and it's future dust
Choir of furies in your head
Choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
The choir of furies in your head
Choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
Choir of furies in your head
Choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
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"Cause I am
I'm the fury in your head - mind illness, bad thoughts, anxiety
I'm the fury in your bed - insomnia, bad thoughts
I'm the ghost in the back of your head - something that never goes away"
Forget the Horror!
It has no real relevance to the real Spanish Sahara, where none of the band members have actually been to. It's more of an imaginary place that's something that's quite nightmarish and ravaged. It's like a film cell of some desolate landscape. The whole song in a way is like getting over a trauma that you see there. But the trauma doesn't go away and it multiplies from one into a bunch of furies at the end which is to do with the Greek myth of the Furies (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/…) which would haunt families and generations.
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This song is about suicide. He is the person lying on the beach. He picks himself out of the sea. The singer and the person walking through the Spanish Sahara is the ghost at the back of his own head, "the fury" delivering him from the "horror here". Furies are "the embodiment of the act of self-cursing" - see wiki. He is talking to himself from the dead. Absolutely haunting, absolutely brilliant.
It's "Choir of furies..."