voices

angie fights crime

110 bpm, d

there are a lot of angry voices
that do not belong to me
inside this skull that i sometimes call home
every time i try to tune one or tune one out
they gang together and whisper softly to me
surrender, give in, let win
don’t even try to fight it
there are a lot of worried people
calling each other on the phone
wondering what they need to do to survive the end of it all
every time i try to reassure them that the sky’s not falling
the voices get together and scream at me
surrender, give in, hide your head
don’t even try to fight it
but i swear to you, that everything’s ok
popping pills and hit the bottle
nothing makes the voices, go away
and nothing that will say will change the
truth laid out before me
that everything’s ok
there are a lot worried people
calling each other on the phone
wondering what they need to do
to survive the end of it all
fight it
you’ve gotta try to fight it
i swear to you, that everything’s ok