Two voices emerged from a chaotic brain.
You'll never make it, or be it,
you must be insane
to think that others care about your life
or about what you do.
You're just pathetic;
who'd care about you?
Two voices emerge from a brain lacking power.
You're nothing, you're worthless,
oh see how you cower
at us; our voices and presence.
You'll never make it
if you're even scared of our essence.
Two voices emerge in the harsh light of day.
At a school, at a college,
at a work place, oh hey,
why not on the street, a random passer-by.
You're stupid, fat, ugly;
Should be squished like a fly.
Two voices emerge; a head that was once whole.
You're nothing, you're empty...
...don't believe in those trolls...
believe in these voices instead of what's true;
believe in the voices, believe in their view.
Or do you hear through the voices,
hear through their sound.
Hear through the people trampling you like the ground
beneath their feet, the ground where you once