Voices: Synthwave Edition

Motionless In White

Voices

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Andrew Colin Fulk

Composer Lyricist

Johnny Andrews

Josh Adam Strock

Chris Cerulli

Christopher Cerulli

Assistant 

Alvin Alsace

Melisa Muhovic

Jim Brastad

Vale Pogonza

I′ve swallowed myself but the fever remains
I'm numb to the pleasure but still feel the pain
If I showed you my soul would you cover your eyes?
If I told you the truth would you dare me to lie?
I keep it all inside because I know the man is everything but kind

Voices in my head again
Baiting me in a war I can′t win
I can hear them now
Trapped in a game inside my own skin
And I don't know myself anymore
They're pulling me under
Voices, voices

As I walk though the valley of shadows and death
I curse not the wicked, I praise not the blessed
If I told you the truth, you′d beg me to change
If fear were a currency, you′d own the bank

Voices, in my head again
Baiting me in a war I can't win
I can hear them now
Trapped in a game inside my own skin
And I don′t know myself anymore
They're pulling me under
Voices

I don′t want to live
So calloused and frozen
Ugly and hopeless
I don't want to live forever
I just want to live right now
You can′t take me from me
Voices in my head again
Head again

Voices in my head again
Baiting me in a war I can't win
I can hear them now
Trapped in a game inside my own skin
And I don't know myself anymore
They′re pulling me under
Voices (vouces, voices...)

Voices
Voices (vouces, voices...)
Voices
Voices (vouces, voices...)
Voices
Voices (vouces, voices...)
Voices...

I've swallowed myself but the fever remains

I'm numb to the pleasure but still feel the pain

If I showed you my soul would you cover your eyes?

If I told you the truth would you dare me to lie?

I keep it all inside because I know the man is everything but kind

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chorus

As I walk though the valley of shadows and death

I curse not the wicked, I praise not the blessed

If I told you the truth, you'd beg me to change

If fear were a currency, you'd own the bank