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connor mcdaniel – the voices كلمات اغاني

the voices in my head
are telling me to things
i know i shouldn’t do

like go over to her house
even know she has friends over
and try to talk for a minute or two

have another drink
i mean it’s not like you going to puke

when your mom gets in the shower
pack a bowl and smoke outside
i’m sure you’ve got enough time to get high

you always think it’s your fault
you always think it’s you
but it never is

the voices of my parents
they differ quite substantially
“are you making the right decisions kid?”

they say i’ve got potential but i’m not sure what they see
because to me everything i make looks like sh-t

so i’ll smile in the christmas card
keep up with up with all my school work
and except the praise like i believe it’s true

but then the voices inside my head return
and all i wanna do is f-ck something up
or find a substance to abuse

and i keep having this reoccurring dream
where a snake bites my neck and then i wake up
but when i wake up i realize that i’m actually alive
and a tiny part of me feels sad inside

is that bad?
is that bad?
is that bad?
i just thought that i would ask
“why keep blaming yourself?
it’s sad but it’s repet-tive
every time something bad happens you blame yourself”

the voices of my friends
“why don’t you take another hit?”
our loss of sanity is where this night will begin

as the smoke rolls past my lips
and into my fragile chest
i cough a bit and start to feel some happiness

but i find it rather sick that i rely on this
to feel positive emotion

so i’ll keep my mouth shut
and pretend i’m having fun
maybe tomorrow i’ll have the courage to quit

“i don’t understand
like, the way they’re funny, it just, it’s like everybody does it.”

the voices in my head
they no longer exist
i just wish i knew where they went

because it gets rather lonely staying home on friday nights
with no one but a makeshift pipe

so i’ll alienate myself
society as a whole
and focus how i will revitalize my soul

please tell them that i tried
maybe one day i’ll escape and appreciate my life

and last night
i had a different dream
that mom came to me and was crying
she was crying because she saw through my disguise
and didn’t like what i was hiding

the only way you could stop in the (inaudible)
is if from the day we were born
you walk us into the room with no friends, no entertainment, no nothing (i know, i know)

you give us freedom, we get to experience this world

- connor mcdaniel

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