Voices
The Accüsed Lyrics


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Voices, do you, do you
Ever hear voices?
Do you ever hear voices
From the dark recesses of your mind?

Voices, do you, do you
Ever hear voices?
Do you ever hear voices
Gnawing pain, driving you slowly mad?

They're always different
They never sound the same
The dark side is beckoning me back again

The phone won't stop ringing
Causing me endless agony
These voices in my head are always taunting me

I'm in my room
They've got me locked away
Nothing outside could fill all these days

I'm Jimi Hendrix
I'm Elvis the King
I know the federal government is watching me

Voices, do you
Do you ever hear voices?
Do you ever hear voices
From the dark recesses of your mind?

Voices, do you, do you
Ever hear voices?
Do you ever hear voices
Gnawing pain, driving you slowly mad?

My life has been taken over
By a part of my mind
Sanity has never been so far away

Reality and nightmare
Melt into one
This constant ringing/screaming in my head won't leave me alone

Curled up on the floor
Four walls and a bed
Me, myself and the voices in my head
Curled up on the floor
Four walls and a bed
Me, myself and the voices in my head
Curled up on the floor
Four walls and a bed
Me, myself and the voices in my head
Curled up on the floor




Four walls and a bed
Me, myself and the voices in my head

Overall Meaning

The Accüsed's song Voices paints a dark and eerie picture of mental anguish and suffering caused by hearing voices from the dark recesses of one's mind. The lyrics, sung in a spitting and angry tone, take the listener into the mind of someone who is trapped by their own thoughts and tortured by their own imagination.


The song starts with a series of questions that set the tone for the rest of the lyrics. The use of repetition adds to the sense of unease and discomfort that pervades the track. The voices that the singer hears are always different and never sound the same, highlighting the confusion and randomness of these intrusions.


The reference to Jimi Hendrix and Elvis the King suggests that the singer feels that they are being watched and monitored by a higher power, perhaps the government or some other external force. This paranoia is a common theme in songs about mental illness and adds to the sense of isolation and helplessness that characterizes this song.


Overall, Voices is a powerful and disturbing exploration of the inner workings of a troubled mind. The use of repetition, vivid imagery, and intense vocals create a haunting and unforgettable listening experience.


Line by Line Meaning

Voices, do you, do you Ever hear voices? Do you ever hear voices From the dark recesses of your mind?
Are you familiar with hearing voices? Do you ever hear them from the obscure corners of your brain?


Voices, do you, do you Ever hear voices? Do you ever hear voices Gnawing pain, driving you slowly mad?
Do you also hear voices that are constantly inflicting you with unbearable pain, and eventually pushing you into madness?


They're always different They never sound the same The dark side is beckoning me back again
These voices are diverse, and keep changing their tone. But they all lead me to the dark side, urging me to give up my sanity.


The phone won't stop ringing Causing me endless agony These voices in my head are always taunting me
The constant ringing of the phone is causing me immense distress. But it's not worse than these voices, which mock me every minute of every day.


I'm in my room They've got me locked away Nothing outside could fill all these days
I'm locked up in my room, and no external activity seems to bring me joy, because my thoughts are consumed by these voices.


I'm Jimi Hendrix I'm Elvis the King I know the federal government is watching me
My delirium makes me believe I'm famous rockstars Jimi Hendrix and Elvis. But it also leads me to believe the government is after me.


My life has been taken over By a part of my mind Sanity has never been so far away
My mind is commandeered by these voices, leaving me with no grip on reality, and an unreachable sense of sanity.


Reality and nightmare Melt into one This constant ringing/screaming in my head won't leave me alone
My nightmares and real life have merged together, making it impossible to differentiate. And the ringing and screaming in my head is persistent and unbearable.


Curled up on the floor Four walls and a bed Me, myself and the voices in my head Curled up on the floor Four walls and a bed Me, myself and the voices in my head Curled up on the floor Four walls and a bed Me, myself and the voices in my head Curled up on the floor Four walls and a bed Me, myself and the voices in my head
I am reduced to lying on the floor, trapped in a room with only four walls and a bed. My only company are these voices that plague me constantly.




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