Conspiracy by Bader Assery

Posted on May 29, 2012 by

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Three voices, inside of my head.

One always telling the truth, one always telling lies, and the third I’m sure is the devil’s. 

 

Three voices, inside of my head. 

Feeding me lies when I should be telling the truth. Telling the truth when lying’s the only way out. And the devil, playing with my life decisions like rolling a die. 

 

Three voices, inside of my head. 

Conspiring together for one goal, which is my agony.  

 

Three voices, inside of my head. 

A sinner, a saint, and what seems to be Goliath in disguise. 

 

Three voices, inside of my head. 

Giving me hell, is what they cherish. 

And oh, I wonder, how will I ever make them perish?

 

Three voices, inside of my head.

Eating me up on the inside. 

They’re wearing me out and I need to fucking reside. 

 

Three voices, inside of my head. 

From March all the way to February. 

I need to get away from them; I need a sanctuary.

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