Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poshor Golovar, artist - Tankard. Album song The Tankard, in the genre Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: Sanctuary Records Group
Song language: English
Poshor Golovar |
| Fire in his head |
| World was turning all red |
| This wall of emotion |
| Crashing down to him |
| Soul crushed and drowning |
| Deeper than a wound |
| Louder than his own scream |
| Foreign thoughts rushing in |
| Upon his open mind |
| No way to stop them |
| The gift of feeling what others feel |
| The curse that haunts his family |
| All pain and pleasure unceasingly |
| Sucked into his identity |
| (Head of fire -- Poshor golovar) |
| (Head of fire -- Poshor golovar) |
| Feelings not of me are eating me |
| Prisoner of my sensitivity |
| (Head of fire -- Poshor golovar) |
| I can never be alone with me |
| Alcohol, it’s my lone relief |
| I will be all of you |
| I will drink your souls |
| I’ll be your goodness |
| And your honesty |
| I’ll be your happiness |
| And your excessiveness |
| I’ll be your sadness |
| And your darkest fear |
| I will be all of you |
| I will drink your souls |
| I’ll be your evil and insanity |
| Your insanity |
| Your insanity |
| Hated by the kids |
| Tasting their rejection |
| Confused by the power |
| Raging in his mind |
| No help from outside |
| Then a bigger shock |
| When he felt the psych-ward |
| Madness overwhelming any sanity |
| Close to the breakdown |
| The gift of feeling what others feel |
| The curse that haunts his family |
| All pain and pleasure unceasingly |
| Sucked into his identity |
| (Head of fire… |
| Found a higher love |
| Couldn’t get enough of |
| Inside melting into one another now |
| Deepest fulfillment |
| Always needing more |
| He was like a vampire |
| Restless |
| Feeding on the feelings coming on |
| Lost in the other |
| The gift of feeling what others feel |
| The curse that haunts his family |
| All pain and pleasure unceasingly |
| Sucked into his identity |
| (Head on fire… |
| (Head on fire -- Poshor golovar) |
| Feelings not of me are eating me |
| Prisoner of my sensitivity |