The voices in my head,
They are in my heart.
You think, they're bad,
I warn you, don't tear us apart.

All you see is your illusion,
they could kill me one day.
But I know it better,
I beg you, don't take them away.

They collect my shards,
when I'm in pain.
They would always stop me,
If I want to jump in front of a train.

The truth is, they saved my life.
Did everything to help me.
Controlled me, when I held a knife,
Really cared about, what I feel.

I'm the one, who created them
straight out of my fantasy.
And when you listen carefully,
You will hear our melody.

You think, they are strangers,
who wants my end.
But you're wrong,
don't blame them for how it went.

I am rather dying than let them die,
keepers of my soul.
When I can't hear them anymore,
I will lose control.

Let me be psychopath,
Let me be insane.
But remember this one day,
when I jump in front of a train.

My voices, my demons,
ghosts of my mind.
If you believed me,
there would be treasures you could find.

I know, this world is wrong.
So, it's my secret.
And if you want to follow me,
You should better keep it.

I'm rather suicidal,
than delete them from my memory.
You don't accept the fact,
That they are a part of me.