Voices - The Accused

Voices, do you, do you

Ever hear voices?

Do you ever hear voices

From the dark recesses of your mind?

Voices, do you, do you

Ever hear voices?

Do you ever hear voices

Gnawing pain, driving you slowly mad?

They’re always different

They never sound the same

The dark side is beckoning me back again

The phone won’t stop ringing

Causing me endless agony

These voices in my head are always taunting me

I’m in my room

They’ve got me locked away

Nothing outside could fill all these days

I’m Jimi Hendrix

I’m Elvis the King

I know the federal government is watching me

Voices, do you

Do you ever hear voices?

Do you ever hear voices

From the dark recesses of your mind?

Voices, do you, do you

Ever hear voices?

Do you ever hear voices

Gnawing pain, driving you slowly mad?

My life has been taken over

By a part of my mind

Sanity has never been so far away

Reality and nightmare

Melt into one

This constant ringing/screaming in my head won’t leave me alone

Curled up on the floor

Four walls and a bed

Me, myself and the voices in my head

Curled up on the floor

Four walls and a bed

Me, myself and the voices in my head

Curled up on the floor

Four walls and a bed

Me, myself and the voices in my head

Curled up on the floor

Four walls and a bed

Me, myself and the voices in my head