Lyrics：Hexum Music：Sexton
Large in the margin my drama unfolds behind
close doors
Told on the down low I beleive that I'm sold
but really I don't know
Maybe it's better but I can't think so
Maybe it's better to fight
One never ever knows
Believe the rumors that grow like tumors
It's more fun than the truth that we know
Trying to hard to reach a higher plain
Will **** you up
When you least expect it
You think you're moving closer when suddenly
you wrecked it
But all the same the pain gains wisdom
As if you ain't had enough then you're in
some
Prison of your own creation mental dialation
Look at what you're facing placing blame in
every direction
But in the end it's your own infection
(Chorus)
There's no way to avoid listening
You'll always end up listening
Here's hoping the vocies aren't too unkind
Here's hoping the voices are benign
It's easier when you hear it
There's no reason to fear it
It's you
You
You think they'll probably find you
Well then, you're probably right
Cuz they'll come back to remind you
for eternity
Of when you gave up the fight
Somehow they always will find you
The voices in the night, everynight
Keep coming back to remind you for eternity
Of when you gave up the fight
(Chorus)