Jun 03, 2005 01:57
Ring, ring, ring,
Hello?, hang up.
See, see, see
You’re spied, close your eyes.
Drive, drive, drive.
Your fast. Stop.
Believe, believe, believe.
Get lost in yourself.
There’s something,
Something living
In my world.
Making room for
Itself by killing
All who have heard.
My voice.
Shh, shh, shh.
They’re sleeping.
Hush, hush, hush.
Don’t stir things up.
Tip, toe, tip
Over the cracks.
In, in, in
Inside your head.
There’s something
Something living
In your world.
Making room for
Itself by killing
Those you’ve heard.
My voice.
MY VOICE.
Now what’s the point?
Of my voice?
It just quiets among a crowd
Of voices that are not allowed.
Turn down, turn down, turn down.
My voice.