Head In the Sand (Blinding Son)

I guess you bit
 Off a little more than you could chew
 So you choke
 Sitting still in the waiting room
 And it's a shame
 That the hospital couldn't fix something like that
 A lack of courage
 A father gives his son to the past
 I guess you took
 A little more than your tentacles could hold
 So you sunk
 I pin you down on the ocean floor
 You escape
 Let the current take you away
 The sand is the past
 You took one last look and buried us
 Am I the only one?
 Or am I just one of many?
 'Cause I need to know
 Just how far you spread this suffering
 Bury your head
 Bury your head just like the child that you are
 Just like the child that you've always been
 But I'm sure
 Your swollen chest will find a way to boast
 Of all the wrong you've done
 And when you sung to her
 In Spanish what were you really saying?
 'Cause I don't think
 In English it would be as appealing
 Did you tell her of the magic trick you had been practicing?
 The one where you disappear
 You disappeared
 Am I the only one?
 Or am I just one of many?
 'Cause I need to know
 Just how far you spread this suffering
 Bury your head
 Bury your head just like the child that you are
 Just like the child that you've always been
 But I'm sure
 Your swollen chest will find a way to boast
 Of all the wrong you've done
 You are the devil that hides behind the curtains
 You're pulling all these strings
 You are the maker I am the puppet
 You are the pistol I am the brain
 I am the captive you torment indirectly
 But direction is not the key
 When you're the product of a coward's mistake
 I guess you bit
 Off a little more than you could chew
 So you choke
 It's hard to swallow a mistake you can't undo
 Am I the only one?
 Or am I just one of many?
 'Cause I need to know
 Just how far you spread this suffering
 Bury your head
 Bury your head just like the child that you are
 Just like the child that you've always been
 But I'm sure
 Your swollen chest will find a way to boast
 Of all the wrong you've done
 Am I the only one?
 Or am I just one of many?
 'Cause I need to know
 Just how far you spread this suffering
 Bury your head
 Bury your head just like the child that you are
 Just like the child that you've always been
 But I'm sure
 Your swollen chest will find a way to boast
 Of all the wrong you've done