Voices - Glooms

Screams in my dreams

They’re the edge and the destroyer of sanity

Twisting 'round the knife in me

Breaking out, crippling doubt

Creeping in to slit my throat so I bleed out

Dripping circles round and round

I feel like I’m crazed

Dull my eyes so I see

Giving up all my days

And I keep hearing these voices

Giving me all of these choices

And it’s hard to breathe, make believe

That you can set me free from all of my voices

Thing about all of the noise is

It makes it hard to grieve, when you leave

Have I gone crazy from all of these voices

Leaves, violent breeze

Falling silent, crashing down in serenity

Shattered mirrors and casualties

Breaking down, blacking out

Diving in so I can prove I can live without

Slowly drowning to the sound

And I feel like I’m crazed

Dull my eyes so I see

Given up all my days

And I keep hearing these voices

Giving me all of these choices

And it’s hard to breathe, make believe

That you can set me free, from all of my voices

Thing about all of the noise is

It makes it hard to grieve, when you leave

Have I gone crazy from all of these voices

Fought with the voice but the voices won

Fight with a god til the reaper comes

Devils on my shoulder and the angels' gone

But he writes from Minneapolis

Fought with the voice but the voices won

Fight with a god til the reaper comes

Devils on my shoulder and the angels' gone

And I haven’t heard from him in a while

And I keep hearing these voices

Giving me all of these choices

And it’s hard to breathe, make believe

That you can set me free, from all of my voices

Thing about all of the noise is

It makes it hard to grieve, when you leave

Have I gone crazy from all of these voices