Choirs

In the champagne drought

I lost my mind

So I started smoking cigarettes with boxed wine

When I made a sound

My neighbors cried

Said all my songs sound just like drunken lullabies

Said I couldn’t change

So I broke the mold

And I put my dreams in bottles knowing they would float

To a better place

Where I could be myself

Don’t want to be another blonde doll on the shelf

Every day all day, every day all day

Ah, ah, I hear choirs in my head; they won’t stop until I’m dead

Ah, ah, I hear choirs in my head, in my head

And I like to think

They’re all my friends

When I fall apart they put me back together again

It’s like they see and understand

Every day all day, every day when

People show their teeth

Don’t bite your tongue

Baby you’re a diamond shining with no lights on

If it gives you peace, keep raising hell

Every day all day, every day all day

Ah, ah, I hear choirs in my head, they won’t stop until I’m dead

Ah, ah, I hear choirs in my head, in my head

I finally got where I wanted

Yeah I think that I’ve found the way

I finally got what I needed

With the voices I have in my brain

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Ah, ah, I hear choirs in my head, they won’t stop until I’m dead

Ah, ah, I hear choirs in my head, in my head