Alex Zerman - Voices Lyrics

Back in my old habits
I'm going manic
Sinking fast like the titanic
In the Atlantic
I'm frantic
I panic
I can't even stand it
The life I've been handed
Can I be candid
For just a minute or two?
What to do?
Lemme tell you bout the shit I've been going through
Lemme tell you bout the shit I've been going through
Lemme tell you bout the shit I've been going through
Lemme tell you bout the shit I've been going through
Back resigned to a desk
Each day I feel a weight on my chest
A weight on back
Holding me back
It's not the passion I lack
But the courage to do anything 'bout it in fact
Got me madder, in fact
Matter of fact
Still trying to figure out the path, man
Weaving through the lines like I'm f*cking pac-man
Ghosts coming up behind, when I think about the past man
Try to keep the demons in the past man
Try to keep the demons in the past man
Try to keep the demons in the past man
Try to keep the demons in the past man
Laying awake
Can't help but feel that I've made some mistakes
Contradicting voices argue just to give me a break
How the f*ck can I sleep when I got this on my plate?
Why you think I got this trouble when I'm trying to date?
Ha
Trying to date, don't even start
Just another matter of the heart
And to give it away is like the hardest f*cking part
So how do you love when you're scared to even start?
Yeah
So now you see my problem
And the bottom of a bottle, I promise don't ever solve 'em
But still I stack 'em up like I'm building f*cking columns
Just to knock 'em down when I'm sick of looking at 'em