I keep clawing at my ears and they keep ringing I keep filling them with dirt and still they go on singing Where are you going, where have you been? The voice, it wants to leap from me or take me from within
But I am not a robot and I am not a slave I will not lick the feet of it that begs me to behave
I wrap the sound in silence until it cannot breathe And trade the singing in for something horrible that suits me Because I am my own, because I will decide To pry apart the hinges that keep me blank and waiting on the outside
It's easy to hear this voice It's easy to turn it off It's easy to make this choice It's easy to turn yourself off
I am becoming something that I need to be To bury this ringing in something deep and dark inside me And in its place I hear a whisper powerful and new Singing sweetly in my ear "Do whatever you want to"