My Way Through The Night

Too many voices I hear in my mind

But none of them say who I'm truly inside

I know I'll find my way through the night

I'll be alright

Sometimes I feel like crying, on nights like this,

But at times I imagine dying, and I won't be missed,

Still hanging on the edge, and my minds still is a mess

If my heart was one piece, without a single regret,

Would I feel better tattoo-ing over the scars on my chest,

For all the smiles that I've borrowed, I'm forever in debt,

For all the tears I've swallowed, for all the hate that I've kept,

All the hope for tomorrow, yet I'm still saying yet,

Hey, bartender, could I please grab a drink,

Whisky three shots, no ice, extra strong,

To sweeten out the taste mixed with all my emotions and nightmares that I dreamt,

For all these nights, tonight I want to feel and express,

I'd like the seat across the mirror, so I can purely connect,

be true and reflect, alone , expose the chip on my neck,

Wearing no mask, no make up, or act, no hashtags or captions,

So I can keep it strictly to facts, no mentions,

Too many voices I hear in my mind

But none of them say who I'm truly inside

I know I'll find my way through the night

I'll be alright

On nights like these, where death meets our dreams,

Tears baptize our clothes, as it flows through the seams,

And wet patches appear, and the dark spots are,

All that we see, in people, don't bother to see beyond, caught in their,

Own world, thinking we don't share this one,

Too fast to judge, too fast to grudge, if love was a drug,

We've abused it too much, our voice is the weapon,

We shoot kill, whats said can't be undone,

We can speak things life, and vice versa,

The media write things to life, thats Mass Murder,

So many bright and beautiful souls, that we should cherish and keep,

Instead of judging and pointing our dirty fingers you see,

I've been through some things, that no person should ever,

I've greeted the devil, now I'm on my way back to heaven,

If i could, take back the time i wouldn't change a single thing,

I wrote my story in ink, hoping this ship won't sink.

So i wont let it.

Too many voices I hear in my mind

But none of them say who I'm truly inside

I know I'll find my way through the night

I'll be alright

Too many voices I hear in my mind

But none of them say who I'm truly inside

I know I'll find my way through the night

I'll be alright

• Artist:psv:gun
• Album:My Way Through The Night