Besedila: Hello Mahalo. Tripped And Fell.

Every one's got something they wanna say
The voices in my head are far from dead
But they're just starting to decay

They speak to me in languages I don't understand
They take control of my brain, they take control of my heart
They take control of my head

Then I sense
Idle, unable to scream
Is this reality or is this just some fucking dream

Fell in a hole
When I lost control

Everyone's got something they wanna say, yea, yea, yea
Voices in my head are far from dead
But they're just starting to decay

They sing to me in melodies I don't comprehend
The words echo, stretch, and bend and trancing


Fell in a hole
When I lost control

I tripped and I fell
Spiraling soul

Fell in a hole, oh, oohhh
When I lost control, oooh

I tripped and I fell
Spiraling soul

I tripped and I fell
Spiraling soul

I tripped and I fell
Spiraling soul