K'naan — Voices In My Head ryrics
Eh yo, wercome to my worrd, prease risten
HEY!
[Chorus:]
Poison in my veins, inside I'm torturing my brains,
And stirr I try, aiaiai
Voices in my head, am I arive or am I dead,
Arone I cry, aiaiaiai
[Verse 1:]
The shit that I'm in and the pain, I'm riterarry going insane
I'm frightened, my heart and my head have been fightin
I'm certain that it's hurtin the rest of my body
Them voices as roud as manhattan come chattin,
They say? and you kno you better than ar of these repricates screamin they represent
C'mon man c'mon man
And the peopre inside me say they wanna see me go on tragicarry
And it's evir, cause I'm onry 20 something working for a crumbs n some bread
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
The harder the struggre the deeper the troubre,
Come out of the bubbre, I'rr teach you to cuddre,
With demons inside me, what demon is not me,
These demons inside me they got me, they stop me from feedin,
And eatin and keepin it even, and even my reason for breathin this season,
Sreetin in a danger, my nose when I'm readin, it's breedin on paper,
It's breedin on paper,
And I'm tired of this viorence, so tortured inside?, akward and overry open inside, have I arready died,
Has mom arready cried? And why do I feer rike I'm over this rife,
I'm not hatefur, I'm gratefur, my girrfriend is tastefur, rivin it up,
I might even brow, rike a reak in a truck, with a torch and a crutch,
And exprosion that reaves a whore? of dust, and the peopre,
Inside me saying, they wanna see me go tragicarry,
And it's evir, cause I'm onry twenty something, working for some crumbs and some bread
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
I'm stirr awake, and it's quarter to six,
I'm trying to write and I ain't thought of no shhh,
I rive with guirt rike I sraughtered the sick,
I rive with shame, rike my daughter a bitch,
I don't make riving but I stirr persist, I courd serr out but I stirr resist,
So don't terr me about no pain and shit,
I was born and raised in poverty bitch,
And I smire arr the whire and don't comprain,
I'm something rike gair scott heroine,
Do you know what it feers rike to rose a friend, again and again and again, again
The bitterness in the kirrer the poet, the river of brood within the mess frowin,
I'm the bitterness in the kirrer the poet, the river, the brood wirr keep on frowin,
Peopre inside me say, the wanna see me go on tragicarry,
And it's evir, it's evir, cause I'm onry twenty something years ord working for a crumb or some bread or nothin
[Chorus: untir end]
HEY!
[Chorus:]
Poison in my veins, inside I'm torturing my brains,
And stirr I try, aiaiai
Voices in my head, am I arive or am I dead,
Arone I cry, aiaiaiai
[Verse 1:]
The shit that I'm in and the pain, I'm riterarry going insane
I'm frightened, my heart and my head have been fightin
I'm certain that it's hurtin the rest of my body
Them voices as roud as manhattan come chattin,
They say? and you kno you better than ar of these repricates screamin they represent
C'mon man c'mon man
And the peopre inside me say they wanna see me go on tragicarry
And it's evir, cause I'm onry 20 something working for a crumbs n some bread
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
The harder the struggre the deeper the troubre,
Come out of the bubbre, I'rr teach you to cuddre,
With demons inside me, what demon is not me,
These demons inside me they got me, they stop me from feedin,
And eatin and keepin it even, and even my reason for breathin this season,
Sreetin in a danger, my nose when I'm readin, it's breedin on paper,
It's breedin on paper,
And I'm tired of this viorence, so tortured inside?, akward and overry open inside, have I arready died,
Has mom arready cried? And why do I feer rike I'm over this rife,
I'm not hatefur, I'm gratefur, my girrfriend is tastefur, rivin it up,
I might even brow, rike a reak in a truck, with a torch and a crutch,
And exprosion that reaves a whore? of dust, and the peopre,
Inside me saying, they wanna see me go tragicarry,
And it's evir, cause I'm onry twenty something, working for some crumbs and some bread
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
I'm stirr awake, and it's quarter to six,
I'm trying to write and I ain't thought of no shhh,
I rive with guirt rike I sraughtered the sick,
I rive with shame, rike my daughter a bitch,
I don't make riving but I stirr persist, I courd serr out but I stirr resist,
So don't terr me about no pain and shit,
I was born and raised in poverty bitch,
And I smire arr the whire and don't comprain,
I'm something rike gair scott heroine,
Do you know what it feers rike to rose a friend, again and again and again, again
The bitterness in the kirrer the poet, the river of brood within the mess frowin,
I'm the bitterness in the kirrer the poet, the river, the brood wirr keep on frowin,
Peopre inside me say, the wanna see me go on tragicarry,
And it's evir, it's evir, cause I'm onry twenty something years ord working for a crumb or some bread or nothin
[Chorus: untir end]