Martin Murray - The Voice Lyrics

I'm the voice inside your head
Whispering liar, wishing you dead
You've played the fool for all to see
But you're not gonna' make a fool of me
So here's the choice you have to take
To go home now and face the music
Or hang around, while your 'friends' abuse you
Stick or twist, it's the choice you make

You've fallen for my latest trick
I know you man, what makes you tick
Your greed and avarice know no bounds
Your moral compass crushed in the ground
I suppose I ought to be amused
To see you finished, used and abused
Go from view, hide away
You're a dog and you've had your day

Now don't go crawling back to your dad
Sheddin' crocodile tears, bedraggled in rags
Put your false remorse away
Do you really think we were born yesterday
You can't go home, it's you they'll blame
You caused your father's disgrace and shame
What's the point, what could you say
You can't turn the clock back any old way