Voices In My Head

In the corner of his room
Like a fetus still and new
He breathes his last retreats
While the walls match every breath
For the lights in his stereo
Pulse right with his heart
And a single candle burns
His last warning in the dark
And the music leaks through speakers
That daddy long-legs hold
Three feet off the ground

It's the voices in his head

For a moment he is sane
Just a fever in his brain
Then he sees the padded walls
Grabs his stomach as he falls
This is not a place to die
No one ever heard him cry
Then the doctor rushed his cell
With a needle labeled "hell"
And the heat shot through his veins
And labeled in his brain, insane

And it's the voices in his head

Then he sees a passing train
On the side, he reads his name
And jumps a car so old
Inside his heart goes cold
For the seats are occupied
By his victims left to die
As he passes down the aisle
They just laughed for it's his trial
Then the terror floods through him
And rips his pale skin
Prepare for hell

And it's the voices in his head

Hell is calling
Time is tolling
Down he's going
In the evil earth
In madness he must dwell
And ride the train though hell
For eternity, ha, ha, ha
It's the voices in his head
That would make a lunatic drown