The Voices Swing Back

[Verse 1 – Me vs. Me]

Voice in my head says, “You’re fine, just breathe.”
Another snaps back, “Lie again and I’ll leave.”
Both sound like me,
but one’s sick underneath—
a counterfeit grin
with corruption in its teeth.

I swing from calm to carnage in one inhale,
reason swings back
like a hammer to my shell.
Every thought splits,
every shadow derails—
arguing who’s real
while my sanity fails.

And silence stands tall
like a jump with no ground—
a fall in my mind
just waiting for sound.


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[Pre-Chorus – Reality Bends]

Swinging between worlds
I can’t get aligned,
one blinding bright,
one dark and unkind.
Every step tilts,
every truth gets declined—
sanity swings
but never signs.


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[Chorus – War Inside]

I’m swinging at myself in a war I can’t win,
one pulls me forward,
one drags me back in.
They wear my face,
call me fake,
slice the spin—
fear swings sharper
than the bones in my skin.

I’m stuck in the ring
where my thoughts collide—
swinging at myself
from the inside.


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[Verse 2 – Joker Logic]

“You’re weak,” one hisses.
“You’re lethal,” one spits—
both swing insults
like fists made of wit.

The world tilts sideways,
a sick little skit—
hallucinations swinging
in a dance that won’t quit.
Me vs. Me
in a two-man fight,
voices tag-teaming
for control of the night.

And sometimes my thoughts
jump edges in spite,
chasing the quiet
just to taste how it bites.


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[Pre-Chorus – Faster, Tighter]

Swinging between urges
that never align—
one wants peace,
one edits the timeline.
I try to silence them,
they scream back in rhyme—
fear mixed with truth
and a spark of landmine.


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[Chorus – Nuclear]

I’m swinging at myself in a war I can’t win,
one whispers calm,
one tears at my skin.
Every memory mutates
when the voices begin—
two minds swinging
in circular sin.

I reach for something real,
it falls through the cracks—
sanity swings
then never swings back.
Stuck in the ring
where my thoughts reside—
swinging at myself
from the inside.


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