Verse 1
The Hunger starts early in the morning Before the world has made demands My mind says to rest, to hold the quiet Before the others raise their hands But Pride is never far behind it It leans in close and starts its case “You were born for more than smallness” And Greed moves quietly in its place
Pre-Chorus
And they speak in the first person Every single one says I And they all feel like the truth And they all know exactly why
Chorus
Voices, voices All of them inside my head Voices, voices Every single one wants to be fed The prideful, the greedy, and the lazy The jealous, the wrathful, and the slut Voices, voices - don’t forget the always hungry And the worst part isn’t hearing them The worst part is I am all of them
Verse 2
Then Envy arrives at noon and lingers Watching everything it hasn’t got Lust sits beside the window Seeking her next infatuation, a subject to possess Wrath shows up when something fractures It doesn’t speak, it only burns And at the end when all falls quiet Sloth asks: “What was any of it for?”
Pre-Chorus
And they speak in the first person Every single one says mine And they sound like my own hunger And they pull me every time
Chorus
Voices, voices All of them inside my head Voices, voices Every single one wants to be fed The prideful, the greedy, and the lazy The jealous, the wrathful, and the slut Voices, voices - don’t forget the always hungry And the worst part isn’t hearing them The worst part is I am all of them
Bridge
(Pride) “You deserve more than this—” (Greed) “Take it. Take all of it—” (Lust) “You know what you want—” (Envy) “Why them and never you—” (Wrath) “Burn it. They deserve it—” (Sloth) “Why bother, nothing changes—” (Gluttony) “I need to eat feed me now—” (The Good One, barely audible) “You don’t have to listen—”
(all at once, crescendo, then—) (silence)
The good one. I heard it. I always hear it. I just never listen long enough.
Final Chorus
Voices, voices Every single one is true Voices, voices Every single one is something I’ve been through I am the prideful, the greedy, and the lazy I am the jealous, the wrathful, and the slut Voices, voices - I am still hungry There’s no exorcism for the ones that aren’t demons They’re just me Voices, voices, Voices, voices
Outro — whispered, one by one
Pride. Greed. Lust. Envy. Wrath. Sloth. Always Hungry. All of them me. Voices, voices, Voices, voices All of them me.