The Hellacopters 

 

  

 

   The Exorcist

 

 

  作词：Niklas Andersson, Robert Dahlquist, Robert Eriksson, Kenny Dick Hakansson, Anders Lindstrom

  

  In the night you feel

  Somewhat unreal

  And it ain't fiction

  

  It's catching up with you

  Nothing you can do, no

  

  And the hurt begins

  Leeches on your skin

  As you're standing by

  The sun's eclipsed by a thousand flies

  

  It's time to fall, you'll see

  It ain't no misery

  And it will not end

  

  It's a fact and it's cold

  Just like you've been told so

  

  The hurt begins

  Leeches on your skin

  As you're standing by

  The sun's eclipsed by a thousand lies

   

  

  

  Your stomach turns

  Your eyes, they itch and burn

  Pray to God, ‽Get them off me”

  Alone on bloody, bended knees

  

  Despite the fact you scream and shout

  No one reacts or cares about

  They say it's all just in your head

  It's plain to see you're left for dead

  

  In the night you feel

  Somewhat unreal

  And it ain't fiction

  

  It's catching up with you

  Nothing you can do, no

  

  The hurt begins

  Leeches on your skin

  As you're standing by

  The sun's eclipsed by a thousand lies