Large In The Margin - 311

Large in the margin my drama unfolds behind closed doors

Told on the down low I beleive that I’m sold but really I don’t know

Maybe it’s better but I can’t think so

Maybe it’s better to fight, one never ever knows

Believe the rumors that grow like tumors

It’s more fun than the truth that we know

Trying to hard to reach a higher plain

Will fuck you up when you least expect it

You think you’re moving closer when suddenly you wrecked it

But all the same the pain gains wisdom

As if you ain’t had enough then you’re in some

Prison of your own creation mental dilation

Look at what you’re facing placing blame in every direction

But in the end it’s your own infection

There’s no way to avoid listening

You’ll always end up listening

Here’s hoping the voices aren’t too unkind

Here’s hoping the voices are benign

It’s easier when you hear it

There’s no reason to fear it

It’s you, you

You think they’ll probably find you

Well then, you’re probably right

Cuz they’ll come back to remind you for eternity

Of when you gave up the fight

Somehow they always will find you

The voices in the night, every night

Keep coming back to remind you for eternity

Of when you gave up the fight

There’s no way to avoid listening

You’ll always end up listening

Here’s hoping the voices aren’t too unkind

Here’s hoping the voices are benign

It’s easier when you hear it

There’s no reason to fear it

It’s you, you