Lordi - Deadache

She's over by my place as decoration I preserved her face for inspiration Flashlights from authorities Lanterns brighten up the scene Familiar faces of the long dead The mad butcher goes bump in the night And loneliness It makes nights endless The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight It incubates my grief and madness And sometimes That's when I get a deadached I can't feel myself I'm sinking deeper Mother's not really gone, I'm dressing in her Dusty musty shrine to ma Board the door so she'll keep long There's no way that she'll be leaving me Sometimes – I get a deadache yeah Sometimes – I get a deadache yeah Sometimes In November I lost my family They took away all my friends and blamed insanity