Voices Songtext
von Hôtel Morphée

I don′t know what to do with
These voices in my head
Try as I might, I can't put them aside.
I could end up dead.

I′ve been moving around
From place to lonely place
I carry a choir in my head every hour.
Whose song I can't forget.

I drank till I got tired.
To slowly fade away
I can still hear them whispering themes.
I haven't slept in days.


Go on do those
Things you′d like to
Do but simply
Don′t do you must
Dare undo those
Things that keep us
Singing in your head.

And they say...

Go on do those
Things you'd like to
Do but simply
Don′t do you must
Dare undo those
Things that keep us
Singing in your head