The Voices

All I hear are whispers in my sleep

While other people are counting sheep I’m struggling to keep my sanity

It builds up In my brain like humidity saying just end it while you can

Enter the eternal slumber so we can finally be face to face

I don’t know if it’s the devil or my broken mind

And they scream look in that mirror it’s not us you should fear it’s you and your will

This mind is to easy to live in it’s easy to peel

We’re the real master and you’re just our puppet

I fear them for they sound like demonic trumpets bloating their agenda

I don’t know how much longer I can listen

If they keep on screeching I just might paint these walls red

It’s as if they live in the walls of my brain getting off to my howling pain

And they scream look in that mirror it’s not us you should fear it’s you and your will

This mind is to easy to live in it’s easy to peel

We’re the real master and you’re just our puppet

I hear them cheer with every tear I’m afraid I’ll never find a cure

I might just do it saying goodbye to the tribe in my mind knowing if I’m gone so are they

I find peace in knowing they’ll stop the clicking of their tongues

Once I say goodbye I know I’ll have the last laugh

And they scream look in that mirror it’s not us you should fear it’s you and your will

This mind is to easy to live in it’s easy to peel

We’re the real master and you’re just our puppet

And just like that I let the voices win