Hearing voices when I’m all alone

Hearing voices that are not my own

Hearing voices they’re so non-challant

Hearing voices they won’t say what they want

Hearing voices every single day

Hearing voices that never go away

Hearing voices that no one else can hear

Hearing voices they sound so clear

Hearing voices from deep inside

Hearing voices where can I hide

Hearing voices when did this start

Hearing voices is tearing me apart

Hearing voices they have always been there

Hearing voices and I no longer care

Hearing voices until the day I die

Hearing voices can you tell me why

The voices have come and taken my pride

I said I don’t care but you know that I lied

With trembling hands I pick up a knife

To escape the voices I’ll escape this life

For so long now they’ve been in my head

They soon will be gone, as I’ll soon be dead

Thinking of all that’s influenced these choices

In this world of the dead I can still hear the voices