Remote Control

i just hate all this commotion
even when the TVs mute or low
i hear the deaf screams soaked with devotion
they won't quiet down they seem to grow
i look for the remote control to turn off the power
but this insanity is invading me crawling in my mind heart and throat
it shakes me to my core leaving me devoured
i want it to stop i can only hope
to turn off the voices and to stop time still
what if they continue oh please no nope
they'll be louder than ever with an eerie shrill
they laugh and cry and soak up my mind
oh please honey just let me hide



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