Small Voices - Ovlov

Had too much

Having too much of me

Move over for me to try

Soft shaking

Shaking up everything

Been over inside of my

Clean up, cleaning up what you see

Start faking

Making up all of my

Head over

Head up to see my friends

They know it

Know about all the kinds

But don’t you mess around

Seen above my secrets

Fit my wide chest

It’s the morning

Fill the white mess

Woke up and had too much of it

Start over

Most of us have the time

Beat up and beading up everything

Small voices telling me it’s all fine

Don’t you mess around seen above me

You’ve got better sounds

It’s the point around seen above me

You like lesser sounds

Start choking on air in me

Keel over to watch the signs explain what I misnamed