Every one's got something they wanna say
The voices in my head are far from dead
But they're just starting to decay
They speak to me in languages I don't understand
They take control of my brain, they take control of my heart
They take control of my head
Then I sense
Idle, unable to scream
Is this reality or is this just some fucking dream
Fell in a hole
When I lost control
Everyone's got something they wanna say, yea, yea, yea
Voices in my head are far from dead
But they're just starting to decay
They sing to me in melodies I don't comprehend
The words echo, stretch, and bend and trancing
Fell in a hole
When I lost control
I tripped and I fell
Spiraling soul
Fell in a hole, oh, oohhh
When I lost control, oooh
I tripped and I fell
Spiraling soul
I tripped and I fell
Spiraling soul
I tripped and I fell
Spiraling soul
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