The voices in my head tells me I'm fine.
Even when they are ripping me apart.
They point out all my flaws all the time.
When I look in the mirror they start to attack.
Every single thing wrong with my face.
So I cover it up and wish it could be replaced.

I blast music to drown out their voices.
It upsets them and they go in search of memories.
Assault me with my past so I have no choice.
But to give in and let them have...