Hair Of The Dog

Written By: Mike Viola
Mike Viola Involvement: Writer, Producer, Performer
 
from "Just Before Dark"
 
from "Acousto De Perfecto"
 

Lyrics


Call me back tomoroow
Today is not so good
I'm in a bad place in my head
And I can't get out of bed

If I pull myself together
It wouldn't mean a thing
I've always been the one who finds
A way to turn it around 
When I'm going down that road

Today and tomorrow
Still so unpredictable
I'm either setting my sail 
Or pulling out nails

If I pull myself together
Like a pair of open scissors 
In a room of paper dolls
My eyes stay glued to the wall
I'm going down that road

Lost among the mirrors
Facing the mirror
Trying to imitate myself
Obliterate myself

If I tried something different
Tried leaning on a friend
Stuffed in a box beneath my bed
In an orgy of retouched flesh
I'm going down that road

I'm going down that road