Voices In My Head

Oh! You wanna know what I think?
What goes on in my thoughts
and what the voices in my head sings?

Are you sure that you won’t brand me & comprehend
when I tell you that I eviscerated someone
when you fucking blinked

You wonder if I’m a psychopath
wearing just a regular pretentious mask?
Maybe I am, maybe I ain’t
Maybe I’m just a guy filled with hate

So, Fuck You! Don’t judge me
You can’t
You don’t know what I’ve been through
that led to this aftermath.

You ask me “how would you change the world if you could?
Would you take away the famines & floods?”
No, I’ll fucking paint the moon red
and make the sky rain blood.

My thoughts wander where you can’t see
Do you like this new animal in me?
Yes, my thoughts are a train wreck
What else did you expect?
That I’m still the same nice guy
like that big green fat Shrek?
NO
Now, the voices inside my head scream
from the moment I wake up until I dream
“What did you get being good and nice?
Now try being mean.”

You can’t imagine the hate, the rage
hidden behind this face.
So, let it slip
Let it slide
And leave my thoughts alone
You’d crumble if you collide.

Inside this shell an ocean of rage resides
It bleeds through my skin
Every moment a little part of me dies.

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