Whispers

Complex reflections of inner self
Closed doorways of past misuse
Pessimistic, despondent, glum
Bleak, dejected, hopeless self
Shadows beckon under frozen light
Hard bitten in this shattered life
Travel to the furthest place
Imagine you are someone else
You will never find the cure
Voices fade away
While the whispеrs
Stay the same
Don't listen to thе shadows
They tell you to hurt yourself
Never harm the ones you love
Project the night within
Travel to the furthest place
Imagine you are someone else
You will never find the cure
Voices fade away
While the whispers
Stay the same
Voices are insane
While the whispers
Stay the same
A futile exercise for those addicts of suffering
Hypnotised by the London lights
They flicker yellow in the night
They flicker yellow in the night