Voices, oh voices.
Send me new noises.
Bring me a language I can understand.
Write me a letter I can comprehend.
Open up and shed some light
Within this dark seclusion, I've lost my sight.
Give me hope. Give me dreams.
Tell me it's not as bad as it seems.
These feelings are new and fresh.
But they're not for the best.
Cut the anchor off of this ship.
Lift the misery off of my lips.
And if it should stay, give me the strength,
To shorten it's path, to shorten it's length.
But now I'm lost, confused and abused.
And so I'm unsure of which voice to choose.
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