VOID Songtext
von Melanie Martinez

In the void, in the void, in the void, in the void
In the void, in the void, in the void, the void, void, void, void, void, void, void, void, void, void

Baby
I′m spinning 'round the corner
It′s tasting kinda lonely
And my mind wants to control me
Ah, ah, ah, empty
There's rotten things left in me
Injected by society
No one here but me to judge me

Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow
I hate who I was before
I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow
Someone tell me if this is hell


I gotta escape the void
There is no other choice, yeah
Try to turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I′ve done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holding a loaded gun, the void
Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself
Kneeling on a metal grater
Bloody like a body that has died and it′s myself
Tangled in my own intestines

I gotta escape the void
There is no other choice, yeah
Gotta escape the void

So strange
I'm trying to find a doorway
My eyes are staring at me
And they seem so damn unhappy
C-c-c-collect
My fickle insecurities
And turn them into beauty
Alchemize the dark within me

Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow
I hate who I was before
I fear I won′t live to see the day tomorrow
Someone tell me if this is hell


I gotta escape the void
There is no other choice, yeah
Try to turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I've done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holding a loaded gun, the void
Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself
Kneeling on a metal grater
Bloody like a body that has died and it′s myself
Tangled in my own intestines

I gotta escape the void
There is no other choice, yeah
Try to turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I've done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holding a loaded gun, the void