I feel dead inside still I am alive
I lost my ways of being me
Surrounded by my thoughts and voices in my head
A mad voice
A sad voice
A jealous voice
And a disappointed voice
But nothing makes me feel more alive than your voice
It makes me tuning down the voices in my head when you say sweet stuff to me or kiss me
But I had turned down your voice
And there we went these voices in my head
The blossoms of love
I killed them and I killed myself
Putting the fire out of my eyes and now they are black and burned inside
Feeling dead inside yet being alive
