Voices
Glooms Lyrics

Screams in my dreams
The nightmares that haunt me are filled with screams

They're the edge and the destroyer of sanity
These screams push me to the brink of insanity and destroy my sense of reason

Twisting 'round the knife in me
The screams twist around like a knife in my mind, causing immense pain

Breaking out, crippling doubt
The screams break me down and fill me with doubt that cripples me

Creeping in to slit my throat so I bleed out
The screams slowly creep into my mind, eventually leading to thoughts of self-harm and suicide

Dripping circles round and round
The constant cycle of these intrusive thoughts wears me down until I feel trapped

I feel like I'm crazed
The constant onslaught of these voices makes me feel like I'm losing my grip on reality

Dull my eyes so I see
I try to dull my senses to these screams so they don't affect me as much

Giving up all my days
I feel like I'm giving up my life to these voices, as they consume me completely

And I keep hearing these voices
These voices never stop, they are a constant presence in my mind

Giving me all of these choices
The voices offer me choices that are difficult and confusing, leading to further turmoil

And it's hard to breathe, make believe
These voices make it hard to even breathe, and yet I pretend that everything is fine

That you can set me free from all of my voices
I hope that someone can take away these voices and free me from their grip

Thing about all of the noise is
The constant noise of these voices overwhelms me and makes it hard to think

It makes it hard to grieve, when you leave
When someone leaves me, it's hard to grieve because the voices take over again

Have I gone crazy from all of these voices
I question my own sanity because of the impact these voices have on me

Leaves, violent breeze
The world around me is chaotic and violent, like a strong, gusty wind blowing leaves everywhere

Falling silent, crashing down in serenity
Despite the madness around me, sometimes everything becomes still and serene, only for chaos to return once more

Shattered mirrors and casualties
The effects of these voices are reflected in the broken pieces of glass around me and the emotional casualties they leave behind

Breaking down, blacking out
The weight of these voices weighs me down until I break down, sometimes losing consciousness completely

Diving in so I can prove I can live without
I sometimes push myself to the brink, diving into risky behaviors to prove that I can live without these voices, but always end up back where I started

Slowly drowning to the sound
The constant sound of these voices is like being slowly submerged in water until I can no longer breathe

Fought with the voice but the voices won
I try to fight against these voices, but they always come out on top

Fight with a god til the reaper comes
I feel like I'm fighting against a god, an unstoppable force, until the very end

Devils on my shoulder and the angels' gone
The voices are like devils on my shoulder, and any good, helpful voice has long gone silent

And I haven't heard from him in a while
I'm left alone with the devilish voices, with no sign of a good, helpful voice in sight

(The voices won, the voices won)
These voices are the victors in any battle against them

Voices, voices, yeah
These voices are all-consuming, filling my mind endlessly