What's left of me is dwelling on the tape
And I'm a weeping, fractured wave
After they dragged me from the river
Now I have your speakers for a grave

I do not exist
But my soul is here
As long as you listen to

A voice without a body
My cursed crying
Music to your ears

The night I chose to die
I left this tape behind
I'm damned to relive my final hours
Each time you press rewind

I know you hate me, I know you do
I feel you smiling as you play it through

A voice without a body
My cursed crying
Music to your ears

A voice without a body
My cursed crying
Music to your ears
You can hear me but I can't breathe

All I can is la-la-la...