My melancholy walks in time To the beat of blue devils intertwined Their pitchfork pokes spure me on Closer to the edge, overcome Over, oh whoa, oh whoa. Voices, echo In my head, in my head Prima Donna people stop and stare Picking up the scent in the air But they don't stare long hurts their eyes Get back to business, run and hide Run and, oh whoa, oh whoa. Voices, echo In my head, in my head Look inside and see what ticks Inside a watch that can't be fixed The gears don't turn, keeps bad time Just needs someone to give it a wind Give it a, oh whoa, oh whoa. Voices, echo In my head, in my head Voices, echo In my head, in my head