Voices tell me to do things,
Things I’m not supposed to do,
They tell me to believe you
And everything is true.
But, that voice also tells me,
Tells me all these things,
Tells me that everything
Is going to be just fine.
But deep down,
I know that’s not true,
Everything isn’t going to be just fine,
Everything is messed up.
All these lies confuse me.
I don’t know what to believe anymore,
All I know is that…
Forget it,
I don’t know anything…
Anymore
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