There is a voice that likes to argue, deep inside my head
He says his name is Thomas and I know mine is Ned
It seems that now his mind is trying to take my hands bu
"go to sleep"
but I can't
"think of life"
go away
"let me out"
stay inside
"I need to breathe"
I don't care
"what if we died?"
please don't go there
So once again I've beaten back the voice inside my head
I think my name is Thomas and he says his is Ned
Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 5:51 PM UTC
There is a voice that likes to argue, deep inside my head
He says his name is Thomas and I know mine is Ned
It seems that now his mind is trying to take my hands bu
"go to sleep"
but I can't
"think of life"
go away
"let me out"
stay inside
"I need to breathe"
I don't care
"what if we died?"
please don't go there
So once again I've beaten back the voice inside my head
I think my name is Thomas and he says his is Ned
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