| (Royston Langdon) * | |
| The Horror, originally a b-side on "The Craft" | |
| Soundtrack, was re-recorded especially for "The Hogyssey" because the band felt it matched the album's emotional theme.* | |
| Head on a plaque, its an immediate problem | |
| So you turn and face yourself for the very first time | |
| Well happiness comes in the form of happiness feels me over | |
| Stupid Cupid, you fucked it this time | |
| So you consult the | |
| TV for breakfast and coffee | |
| But your T | |
| V's not hungry, but that's | |
| OK And now we're not insane, we're just pretending, at least | |
| I think we are | |
| But who really cares that much any way | |
| You got nothing to do | |
| You got nothing to smoke | |
| No fast drugs to make your asshole choke | |
| Nothing like heroin, | |
| I am replaced | |
| Well I wonder, wonder, where's my wedding bells (Chorus) | |
| Tonight I know the | |
| Horror of you | |
| Tonight I know the | |
| Horror of you | |
| Tonight I know the | |
| Horror of you | |
| Like nobody else | |
| Tonight I know the | |
| Horror of you | |
| Got caught in the act at the very wrong time | |
| Found it like striking a match on the gasoline fire | |
| Watch the slug that slides along the edge of a razor blade; | |
| It's about the pain | |
| I talk so much shit, | |
| I need wings to survive | |
| You got too much to do, | |
| You got too much to smoke, | |
| You feel a little silly but you try to cope | |
| Your brain's on the floor, oh no what a chore | |
| You need another reason and you want some more (Chorus) | |
| The Horror of you, you | |
| The Horror | |
| Tonight I know the | |
| Horror of you |