little voices climb in my head, whispering things i should have not said.

Another year has pulled me under,

i think the days are getting longer

i can't feel

what is real

I've got an empty feeling inside

nothing i can do for your is alright

it's alright.

too many drinks and explanations

dragging out the situation

knock me down with cruel words

little voices climb in my head

whispering the things i should have not said

i'm hearing 24 hours hours of 24 hours of insults and i've had enough

24 hours of insults 24 hours of insults and i'm giving up

holding on to my emotion as i troll for conversation,

it's clear now, i need out

shut the lights off start a new day

like a story plastered on the front page

it's reading 24 hours of 24 hours of insults and i've had enough

24 hours of 24 hours of insults and i'm giving up

24 hours of insults.

24 hours of insults oooh.

24 hours of insults

24 hours of insults oooh.

24 hours of 24 hours of insults and i've had enough

24 hours of 24 hours of insults and i'm giving up.

--24 hours of insults by brianna taylor