First time in a while
that everything is fine
I'd lie to you;
Been lying to myself all this time
And your voice
in the back of my head
wishing things could be quiet
And your voice
murdering the silence
consistent like a ritual
I'd stop and stare
imagining that you'd be there
I'd spend my days
wasting my time constantly
And your voice
in the back of my head
wishing things could be quiet
And your voice
murdering the silence
consistent like a ritual