The Voices

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Running in the night along the street
I can hear the music but it's not the only thing talking to me
Trying to shut out the words of misery
But nothing was as simple as this slow heartbeat

I could ask for nothing and get someone's hell
When the voices cry out for me to recover
Pull me through the gates and stab me in the heart
Rip out my soul and tell the world that I fell

I don't care about the pain I feel today
I know it'll all come back tomorrow I've learned it's okay
Tell me little secrets to help me find safety
Happiness never seemed to want to stay

Worlds of dreams slowly disappear
Thoughts of hope now imaginary
Crashing my voice into the glass
I lose everything and myself to fear

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