Voices
Matt Skiba The Sekrets Lyrics


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On the ceiling there’s a feeling and its spreading like ink
That is slowly spilling out from the well
And all the guilt that you felt smiling down from above
With a pit inside you deeper than hell
And it’s a crime all the time you spent blaming yourself
All is fine in the shrine of mystery and doubt
And I tried, I tried, I tried to explain they’re in vain but it’s no fucking help
All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead
The living dead

On the floor by the door there’s a sliver of light
And a pair of cloven feet standing there
And there’s a knock as the clock strikes 3:33, as you awaken to a living nightmare
And it’s a shame that you blame your bad luck on a girl
You destroy and rejoice as you fuck up the world and
I scream, I scream, I scream and I dream of the day that you’re finally gone

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead
The living dead

I escaped to a place called Babylon
Through the gates face to face with the seven headed one
I escaped to a place called Babylon
Never to return I’m here to burn eternally home sweet home

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed




All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead

Overall Meaning

The song "Voices" by Matt Skiba and The Sekrets describes the internal struggle of a person haunted by their own negative thoughts and emotions. The lyrics portray the feeling of being trapped in one's own mind and unable to escape from the guilt, self-doubt, and fear that take control. The lines "On the ceiling there’s a feeling and its spreading like ink / That is slowly spilling out from the well" suggest the overwhelming nature of these emotions, as they seem to be spreading and taking over the entire room.


The chorus "All alone with the voices in your head / Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed / In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead" portrays the sense of isolation and despair that comes with feeling trapped in one's own thoughts. The pre-chorus "And it’s a crime all the time you spent blaming yourself / All is fine in the shrine of mystery and doubt" suggests that the person continues to blame themselves for their situation, even though it's not their fault. The lyrics go on to describe the person's escape to a place called Babylon, where they hope to find relief from their torment.


Line by Line Meaning

On the ceiling there’s a feeling and its spreading like ink
A sense of dread is taking over and consuming everything in its path


That is slowly spilling out from the well
It's coming from deep within, a place of darkness


And all the guilt that you felt smiling down from above
You feel overwhelmed by your own wrongdoing, convinced you'll never be forgiven


With a pit inside you deeper than hell
You are burdened by an unbearable emotional weight, driving you to madness


And it’s a crime all the time you spent blaming yourself
Your self-loathing is as destructive as any other vice, but you cannot stop


All is fine in the shrine of mystery and doubt
It's easier to hide from your inner demons than to confront them directly


And I tried, I tried, I tried to explain they’re in vain but it’s no fucking help
You feel helpless because no one can truly understand the depths of your torment


All alone with the voices in your head Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
You are consumed by your own thoughts, poisoned by your own fears and doubts


In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead The living dead
You are lost in your own world, where everything is dead or dying


On the floor by the door there’s a sliver of light And a pair of cloven feet standing there
You see a glimpse of hope, but it could be a trap


And there’s a knock as the clock strikes 3:33, as you awaken to a living nightmare
Reality is a cruel awakening, a horror show that never ends


And it’s a shame that you blame your bad luck on a girl You destroy and rejoice as you fuck up the world and
You use others as scapegoats, but ultimately you know you are the culprit of your own destruction


I scream, I scream, I scream and I dream of the day that you’re finally gone
You are tormented by the thought of your own existence, wishing for an escape that will never come


I escaped to a place called Babylon Through the gates face to face with the seven headed one
The only respite from your torment is a place of chaos and destruction


Never to return I’m here to burn eternally home sweet home
You accept your fate, to be consumed by your own inner demons forever




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Written by: MATT SKIBA

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cengkerara

Lyrics

On the ceiling there’s a feeling and its spreading like ink that is slowly spilling out from the well
And all the guilt that you felt smiling down from above with a pit inside you deeper than hell
And it’s a crime all the time you spent blaming yourself
All is fine in the shrine of mystery and doubt
And I tried, I tried, I tried to explain they’re in vain but it’s no fucking help

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead
The living dead

On the floor by the door there’s a sliver of light and a pair of cloven feet standing there
And there’s a knock as the clock strikes 3:33, as you awaken to a living nightmare
And it’s a shame that you blame your bad luck on a girl
You destroy and rejoice as you fuck up the world
And I scream, I scream, I scream and I dream of the day that you’re finally gone

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead
The living dead

I escaped to a place called Babylon
Through the gates face to face with the seven headed one
I escaped to a place called Babylon
Never to return I’m here to burn eternally home sweet home

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead



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On the floor by the door there’s a sliver of light
and a pair of cloven feet standing there
and there’s a knock as the clock strikes 3:33, as you awaken to a living nightmare
and it’s a shame that you blame your bad luck on a girl
you destroy and rejoice as you fuck up the world and
I scream, I scream, I scream and I dream of the day that you’re finally gone

all alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
all alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead
The living dead



_ blagh

through the gates face to face with the seven headed one
I escaped to a place called Babylon
never to return I’m here to burn eternally home sweet home

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
all alone with the voices in your head
in the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead



All comments from YouTube:

LiamMakesBadVideos

Matt Skiba is absolutely incredible at writing melodies. Listened to this album for the first time a few days ago and I was in awe at just how perfect some of the melodies are on even the more forgettable songs. He's amazing.

cengkerara

Lyrics

On the ceiling there’s a feeling and its spreading like ink that is slowly spilling out from the well
And all the guilt that you felt smiling down from above with a pit inside you deeper than hell
And it’s a crime all the time you spent blaming yourself
All is fine in the shrine of mystery and doubt
And I tried, I tried, I tried to explain they’re in vain but it’s no fucking help

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead
The living dead

On the floor by the door there’s a sliver of light and a pair of cloven feet standing there
And there’s a knock as the clock strikes 3:33, as you awaken to a living nightmare
And it’s a shame that you blame your bad luck on a girl
You destroy and rejoice as you fuck up the world
And I scream, I scream, I scream and I dream of the day that you’re finally gone

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead
The living dead

I escaped to a place called Babylon
Through the gates face to face with the seven headed one
I escaped to a place called Babylon
Never to return I’m here to burn eternally home sweet home

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead

All alone with the voices in your head
Skin and bones hell knows all the poison that you’ve been fed
All alone with the voices in your head
In the dark as you walk hand in hand with the living dead

Jembean Hologram

I love love love this song. I had this in my head all day when I started listening to the cd more. It's ironic not seeing Skiba in the video but it went with the song and it was amusing.

MrThePsychedelic

i idolize Matt Skiba's voice <3

chaya labelson

His voice gets stuck in my head

ScrubMachinegun

Matt and Mark are gonna make blink-182 really awesome. I've loved blink since I was a kid, but I welcome this change.

TouchDownBoy

***** That´s not 100 sure%

Yunus Çağlar

They couldn’t

MaxwellMurder

John Feldmann said no.

Arthur Brito

This aged incredibly well

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