Luyện nghe bài hát II. Voices

- Petrucci

'Love, don't stare'
He to say to me
every Sunday
The in the window
The angel in the
The old man takes the
Now the widow makes the

'So speak, I'm here'
She to say to me
not a word, not a
Judas on the
the in my bed
I guess never coming
So just wait inside my head

Like a scream but sort of
off my nightmares

Voices me
'Feeling
We reflect hopes and fears.'
discussing me
'Others steal thoughts
not confined
within mind.'

Thought
Dream
Now they my mind on the radio
But where was the of Eden?

I elated
I depressed
Sex is death, is sex
Says it here on my Crucifix

Like a but sort of silent
living off my

Voices me
behavior
brings the
to his knees.'
rejecting me
'Others steal thoughts
not confined
to own mind.'

"I don't be here, 'cause of my
suffering, of my illness.
Only love is having, only
love is what matters, every
on equal terms. "
"You've got to who you're
dealin' with because, a stranger,
a-heh, just might in through
here a gun... and then, what
you do? (Heh.)"
"Everything is immaterial..."
"'n' you know reality is immaterial."
"This is not reality..."

I'm kneeling on the
staring at the
the spider in the window
I wish that I could
Is there fantasy in
God in
Should I turn on my
demons in my head tell me to

I'm here in bed
my skin is inside out
Just Sunday morning

Seen my diary on the
Seems lost the truth to quicksand
a shame no one is praying
'Cause these voices in my
saying...

'Love, just stare.'
'Reveal the Word when
to'
Withdrawn and
perverted
'Being laughed at and
us pleasantly amused
to stay.'

Maybe I'm just fleeting
century Icon bleeding
Willing to Salvation
to from isolation

I'm to redemption
heard you but never listened
Can you rid me of my
us from Darkness?

Voices me
'Feeling
We reflect your and fears.'
Voices me
expect your own Messiah
This netherworld you desire
is in your mind.