all alone talking to myself   i don't even breath anymore   the words i speak of innocence are contradictory   cuz under the calm there lies a storm   and it's saying aloud to me      cuz i've been listening to the voices in my head   talk behind my back, every word they said   tiny little voices here betray myself to me      are they right?   am i insincere?   am i the selfish one?   in denial of my own guile   illusions for everyone   am i waste of oxygen?   are my intentions only best for me?      i've been listening to the voices in my head   talk behind my back, every word they said   tiny little voices here betray myself to me      i guess i'll just learn to ignore   and i won't talk back anymore   i think that i'll be okay   without those little voices in the way      am i waste of oxygen?   are my intentions only best for me?   cuz i've been listening to the voices in my head   talk behind my back, every word they said   tiny little voices here betray myself to me