Keep the demons inside of me to instill freight;
In all I come across, both good and bad,
And make my existence something they wish they'd never had.
As the day goes by, I shield the rage.
The rage I carry with my from day to day.
The fire never dies and the demons never leave,
But who was the one who put these demons inside of me?
They play around with my thoughts and mess with my head,
They replay bad memories as I lay awake in my bed!
These no goods cast spells on everyone that I meet,
Spells so bad if they come closer, they'd die from the heat!
I don't know how long I can take this pain,
The feeling of being abandoned, the thought of going insane.
I know I'm not crazy but somehow I'm unsure,
Of these demons that have a hold of me, and I don't have a cure.
They say you have to relax and let them leave on their own,
But in the mean time I suffer more and more as I try to fight them alone.
I have no one to tell about this crazy problem that I have,
Then again I can only pretend I'm happy by making out a laugh.
Who's to say I'm normal and these demons haven't taken over?
Maybe that's a good thing! Like finding a four-leafed clover?
Or maybe it's really bad like I'm being possessed?
But then again I wouldn't know cause this world is full of shit.
One day I'll find a cure to get these demons to leave,
But then I'd be scared of the tricks up their sleeve.
What if I drive them out and it gets even worst?!
Then and only then will I know my life is cursed.
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