The Voices

Hell-bent on insighting a riot
throwing stones and calling names
just trying to make the voices in your head quiet
just to give yourself a peacefull night

please, just raise some clangor
quiet the voices, be as loud as you please
the voices put my mental stability in danger
so raise hell & paint the town, or do something even stranger

anything possible to distract from the voices
start fights, cut your wrists and spread the stain of blood
anything is possible, there are a million choices
please! please, just shut up the voices

I don't need them telling me that my choices have been wrong
or whispering to me that I shouldnt have done it
that I was bad, and I made too many mistakes, I knew it all along
their quietly singing of my failures, putting my shame in a song

the voices whisper I'm at fault, and I don't know how much more I can take
the voices whisper I was wrong, I'm to blame, feel guilty, feel shame
I know the truth, that they are right...thats why I cry and shake
the voices are true, my concience, but they make me feel so...fake