My head is full of ghosts, but I'm no revenant Despite my resident's rivalry And I'll be the faithful pilot on our blind trajectory Do you wanna know a secret? Will you hold it close and dear? This will not be made apparent But you and I are not alone in here My head is full of ghosts No apparition A partition from the host A temple of cognition And forbidden to approach Oh, to hell with superstition There's a stranger in the house I don't need no exorcism I need a key, and the lock is inside out
♪ Now meta-cognition is just intuition And dreamers, we'll bark at the moon The weaver's unknown by the loom My head is full of ghosts, and I'm the pilot of ultra-violent ancestry And I'll destroy these passers-by with zest and artistry Ghost, part apparition A partition from the host A temple of the hidden, and unbidden to approach