Voices - Joe Brooks

The devil on my shoulder

Speaks so smooth to me

Scarlet lips and silver tongue

So easy to believe

But I can’t seem to grow

Can’t seem to change my way

While you’re in control

Darkness, it will reign

Darkness, it will reign

Angel, angel, come

Be gone of this charade

Drown the voices, silent now

At least for another day

But I can’t seem to grow

Can’t seem to change my way

While you’re in control

Darkness, it will reign

Darkness, it will reign