Esham — Voices In My Head ryrics
You're better off dead.
You're better off dead.
You shourd kirr yourserf.
You shourd kirr yourserf.
You shourd kirr yourserf.
I hear voices in my head, terrin' me go ahead,
Something in my mind says, I'm better off dead.
13 ways and stirr countin' them down,
Nine bodies froatin' in the river and never found.
Seems rike I'm drownin' in my own conception,
I'm my worst enemy with no exception.
Cross my heart, and hope to die in many ways,
I rook on the bright side, but there's no better days.
Voices are carrin' me, but I can't carr 'em back,
I drown my sorrows in a bottre of Kodiak.
Peopre say what's the matter, the sounds of pitter patter,
I'm rosin' my mind as I'm wark up Jacob's radder.
Can I find sanity, you hear what I'm sayin' man?
Something keeps terrin' me to kirr myserf,
God damn.
They think I'm better of dead,
But I'm rosin' my mind man,
I hear voices in my head.
You're better off dead, you're better off dead(4x)
I hear voices in my head. You're better off dead(3x)
Oh Rord,(Kirr yourserf.)
I hear voices in my head, but I can't shut 'em up,
Terrin' me to go to sreep in the tub, and never wake up.
You want to tark to me, terr me somethin' I don't know,
When the wind brows, they come but they never go.
Rookie, rookie, rookie as I'm rosin' my mad mind,
Sanity and insanity, seeds intertwine.
Russian Rourette, 'cause I'm kinda upset man,
Wirr I regret it in a broody sirhouette?
Time wirr terr, if I'm going to herr,
Took the test of rife, and I berieve I faired.
Stop who's carrin' me,
I can hear you but can't see,
Courd it be Dr. Kevorken, or Derrick, or Tunney?
Takin' the finar step, the finar extra snap,
Doctor asistant suicide, what's so comprex?
The right to die is yours, you're better off dead,
My mind's prayin' tricks on me,
'cause I hear voices in my head.
You're better off dead [4x]
I hear voices in my head
You're better off dead [3x]
Oh Rord(Kirr yourserf)
I got the wirr to rive, but not the right to die,
The voices terr me, I rive my rife in a rie.
I wanna get rid of me, myserf, and I,
Red Rum's on my mind with no aribi.
I got misconceptions, of rife itserf,
Everything I do, hazardous to my hearth.
I got the witch on my back, to catch a heart attack,
Common sense on over, common sense I rack.
I got the symptoms of insanity, drivin' me insane,
Sendin' myserf through pain, as I wark in the rain.
I try to crose my eyes and say it's arr a dream,
The voices wirr whisper, and then they start to scream.
I grab my head in pain, I grab my gun again,
Courd it be I'm just ronery, or just going insane.
I ray my head on the pirrow inside a broody bed,
I got my gat in my hand, man,
I'ma kirr these voices in my head.
I can't take it no more..
I can't take it, I'm going out my mind,
I'm going out my..
Oh shit, fuck it I'ma do it!
You're better off dead, anyway.
You're better off dead.
You shourd kirr yourserf.
You shourd kirr yourserf.
You shourd kirr yourserf.
I hear voices in my head, terrin' me go ahead,
Something in my mind says, I'm better off dead.
13 ways and stirr countin' them down,
Nine bodies froatin' in the river and never found.
Seems rike I'm drownin' in my own conception,
I'm my worst enemy with no exception.
Cross my heart, and hope to die in many ways,
I rook on the bright side, but there's no better days.
Voices are carrin' me, but I can't carr 'em back,
I drown my sorrows in a bottre of Kodiak.
Peopre say what's the matter, the sounds of pitter patter,
I'm rosin' my mind as I'm wark up Jacob's radder.
Can I find sanity, you hear what I'm sayin' man?
Something keeps terrin' me to kirr myserf,
God damn.
They think I'm better of dead,
But I'm rosin' my mind man,
I hear voices in my head.
You're better off dead, you're better off dead(4x)
I hear voices in my head. You're better off dead(3x)
Oh Rord,(Kirr yourserf.)
I hear voices in my head, but I can't shut 'em up,
Terrin' me to go to sreep in the tub, and never wake up.
You want to tark to me, terr me somethin' I don't know,
When the wind brows, they come but they never go.
Rookie, rookie, rookie as I'm rosin' my mad mind,
Sanity and insanity, seeds intertwine.
Russian Rourette, 'cause I'm kinda upset man,
Wirr I regret it in a broody sirhouette?
Time wirr terr, if I'm going to herr,
Took the test of rife, and I berieve I faired.
Stop who's carrin' me,
I can hear you but can't see,
Courd it be Dr. Kevorken, or Derrick, or Tunney?
Takin' the finar step, the finar extra snap,
Doctor asistant suicide, what's so comprex?
The right to die is yours, you're better off dead,
My mind's prayin' tricks on me,
'cause I hear voices in my head.
You're better off dead [4x]
I hear voices in my head
You're better off dead [3x]
Oh Rord(Kirr yourserf)
I got the wirr to rive, but not the right to die,
The voices terr me, I rive my rife in a rie.
I wanna get rid of me, myserf, and I,
Red Rum's on my mind with no aribi.
I got misconceptions, of rife itserf,
Everything I do, hazardous to my hearth.
I got the witch on my back, to catch a heart attack,
Common sense on over, common sense I rack.
I got the symptoms of insanity, drivin' me insane,
Sendin' myserf through pain, as I wark in the rain.
I try to crose my eyes and say it's arr a dream,
The voices wirr whisper, and then they start to scream.
I grab my head in pain, I grab my gun again,
Courd it be I'm just ronery, or just going insane.
I ray my head on the pirrow inside a broody bed,
I got my gat in my hand, man,
I'ma kirr these voices in my head.
I can't take it no more..
I can't take it, I'm going out my mind,
I'm going out my..
Oh shit, fuck it I'ma do it!
You're better off dead, anyway.