First time in a while
that everything is fine
I'd lie to you I've been
lying to myself all the 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