Voices: Synthwave Edition - Motionless In White

Voices, in my head again

Trapped in a war inside my own skin

They’re pulling me under (Go)

I’ve swallowed myself but the fever remains

I’m numb to the pleasure but still feel the pain

If I showed you my soul would you cover your eyes?

If I told you the truth would you dare me to lie?

I keep it all inside because I know the man is everything but kind

Voices in my head again

Baiting me in a war I can’t win

I can hear them now

Trapped in a game inside my own skin

And I don’t know myself anymore

They’re pulling me under

Voices, Voices

As I walk through this valley of shadows and death

I curse not the «wicked», I praise not the «blessed»

If I told you the truth, you’d beg me to change

If fear were a currency, you’d own the bank