Your memory fades with the dawn
Daytime's easy
Then night comes around
Whispers begin
Creeping out from within

Here come the voices in my head
With all the things I should've said
Echoing a fool instead
On and on
Saying you're gone

I find relief with every sunrise
Makes me believe
I should not close my eyes
When night comes around
I hear the sound

Here come the voices in my head
With all the things I should've said
Echoing a fool instead
On and on
I'm receiving the tales they are weaving
Never leaving me alone

Here come the voices in my head
With all the things I should've said
Echoing a fool instead
On and on
On and on
On and on