Voices

by Drunke   Sep 8, 2006


Every night before I go to bed they say, "Good-night"
In the morning when I get up they give me a little fright
But they are always there for me, keeping me safe
Helping me go through everything that I face
When ever I'm depressed they make me smile
They also eager me to go that extra mile
But you never want to make them furious
Cuz they can be quite injurious
They will make you hurt yourself
They'll ruin your life till you have none left
They will make your life hell
But who can you tell
Everyone will think your nuts
So all you have left are the voices
That always tell you to jump

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