Voices Pouya

[Intro]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat

[Verse 1]
I'm a young man, I don't romance, no slow dance, my emotions
Bottled up to never be let out, floatin' deep in the ocean
You got me feelin' like I wasn't dead inside
With the way you jumpin' out of that two-piece
Groupies think it's a movie, but no, they cannot move me
I never had a role model, my best friends turn into my rivals
Pistol grippin', never slippin', got it on me, ducking from the 5-0
You yellin' in the void of voices
No one hears you cryin', dyin', talkin' to yourself
What else do you need? You feel incomplete
Got nothing else in your reach

[Chorus]
Out with the old, in with the brand new, I still feel nauseous today
Every time I try to break out, I get weighed down
Maybe no more hiding today
And I still feel the same now, and I still feel the same as I did
And I still feel the same now, and I still feel the same as I did
Out with the old, in with the brand new, I still feel nauseous today
Every time I try to break out, I get weighed down
Maybe no more hiding today
And I still feel the same now and I still feel the same as I did
And I still feel the same now and I still feel the same as I did