Gloomy voices from nowhere whisper down Little dirty movements counting my time Have the challenge that it has to make sense It's the sense the only measure I miss Gloomy voices from nowhere whisper down Little dirty movements counting my time Have the challenge that it has to make sense It's the sense the only measure I miss Not singing I want to stop What's the problem I have? I've been fighting all this noise, stop voice, I better run What's the problem I have? I've been singing for deafness And I've become a What's the problem I have? I've been singing for deafness And I've become a