You hear the Voices Whispers Telling me the There's something rotting In my brain See This when you losing me This when I be medicating Micro-dosing Post traumatic Keeps the voices silent In the night Whispers in the night Telling me Who to be It's become Unconventional Glimpses of catastrophe's Contemplating my death Voices of the dead now haunting me! They howl Ramblings of a mad man I can rest when I am dead Ain't no rest for the wicked I can sleep when I am dead Try your best in this place But you just dug your own grave All your fears turn to reality You can't flip the page now Ain't no rest till you are dead Insomniac I can't rest Till I plead the voices