Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane
I'm so tired of all this crap
That falls from you like rain
Do you think that I'm that naive
Or have you gone insane
You can fly 6000 miles
And think its no big deal
And turn and come back in
Anytime you feel
If there's something more need
I cried for you, I would've died for you
Tell it to someone who wants to hear
When the silence starts to haunt you
Just scream
Let the voices out, lord
Just scream
Let the voices out
Someone calls me up
And says that you want out
Cause you don't have the guts yourself
And is there any doubt
That you don't know yourself
What you do and don't believe
Are delusions are your own way
Of escaping reality
Let your conscience be your guide
What's real to you
How does it feel to you
Don't believe all that's fed to you
And when the silence starts to haunt you
Just scream
Now it's gone for sure
And your hands wet on the wheel
Does it feel like the world stopped it's turning
Just scream
Just scream
Let the voices out, lord
Just scream
Let the voices know you're there
Has he gotten all he needs
It's so easy
It's so sleazy
To steel from someone who's back is turned
When the karma starts to break through
Just scream
Let the voices out, lord
Just scream
Like I did for you
Just scream
Let the voices out, lord
Just scream
Just Scream was written by Tom Cochrane.
Just Scream was produced by John Webster & Tom Cochrane.