Voices - After The Fall

My melancholy walks in time

To the beat of blue devils intertwined

Their pitchfork pokes spure me on

Closer to the edge, overcome

Over, oh whoa, oh whoa.

Voices, echo

In my head, in my head

Prima Donna people stop and stare

Picking up the scent in the air

But they don’t stare long hurts their eyes

Get back to business, run and hide

Run and, oh whoa, oh whoa.

Voices, echo

In my head, in my head

Look inside and see what ticks

Inside a watch that can’t be fixed

The gears don’t turn, keeps bad time

Just needs someone to give it a wind

Give it a, oh whoa, oh whoa.

Voices, echo

In my head, in my head

Voices, echo

In my head, in my head