What the Voices Say
• Written by Mortius
(START 21)
got all these voices inside of me
telling me all the things i need to do just to be free
like stabbing you with with a spoon
entertainment guaranteed
rolling on the floor laughing as you beg and plead.
didn't have to be this way you could have stayed true
i guess after 25 years you just had to be you
now i gotta be me insane but no punk
eat my lunch laughing as i stuff you in the trunk
(start 43)
ask me how can i do this to someone i love
i was born damaged and they pushed and they shoved
now no one can help em not even the man from above
i go nuts on this cannabis and sluts in the club's
liquor in my cup smoke flooding my lungs
bitches giving hot mouth and flicking their tongues
so i step up to the mic take off the gloves
as i crush this shit just because
it's what the voices say
(start 104)
deep in the darkness don't mean to be rough
feeling hard and venomous hush baby hush
know it hurts like hell like the heart that you crushed
i'm almost done now baby don't make a fuss
you can beg for forgiveness you can pray to jesus
no meaning my time now its my fucking season
it's my sickness just the way i was made
nobody's fault but everyone's afraid
(start bridge 125-134)
(start 135)
our life was good until you gave into this lust
don't blame you baby you're just a bitch plus
a facebook whore now its time to thug
screams in the night ends with hot fucking slugs
me on a table you cut my heart out
sewed me back up let my ass out
nobody's safe son Jodi and his father
hit the street lock up your wives and daughter
(start 157)
bitches spin for a half get em partner
leading bo peep plus her sheep to the slaughter
bitches can't slow us down we just keep banging harder
voices in my head turn to mocking laughter
listening to voices bitches in their grave
almost over now you little miss priss priss
open up your ears hear your broken promises
damn bitch would've got away blameless
(start 219)
deep in the darkness don't mean t o be rough
feeling hard and venomous hush baby hush
know it hurts like hell like the heart that you crushed
i'm almost done now baby don't make a fuss
you can beg for forgiveness you can pray to jesus
no meaning my time now its my fucking season
it's my sickness just the way i was made
nobody's fault but everyone's afraid
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Mortius
Member since September 14 2016