She had never really understood. She demanded her respect. Twenty years of falling underfoot. Twenty reasons to regret. You would look for what you couldn't see. Scared to be what she became. She would tell you what you couldn't be. It's why you had yourself to blame. Alone again. You tried to disappear. And hold it in. Pretending not to hear. This voice without a sound. Voice that tears you down. You're trying not to fear. Saying this is in your head. But it whispers in your ear. Saying this is what you get. She was ready with your penalty. When eventually you'd fall. She was there inside your memory. Saying this was all your fault. Alone again. You tried to disappear. And hold it in. Pretending not to hear. This voice without a sound. Voice that tears you down. You're trying not to fear. Saying this is in your head. But it whispers in your ear. Saying this is what you get. Alone again. It's all becoming clear. You hold it in. Pretending not to hear. This voice without a sound. Voice that tears you down. You're trying not to fear. Saying this is in your head. But it whispers in your ear. Saying this is what you get. This voice without a sound. Voice without a sound. This voice without a sound (without a sound). Voice without a sound (without a sound)