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I feel I'm trapped in this hell you call life, struggle through days just to fear the night, alone in the dark my thoughts start to wonder, I feel my demons starting to pull me under, There is no escape they own my soul, I made a deal with the devil at 9 years old, To get me through an abusive childhood, Dad was a jerk beat us every chance he could, We visited the shelter damn near ever week, I think that's the reason I cannot sleep, Cause they're coming to collect what I owe, No point in running cause there's nowhere to go, There's no escaping the piper he's coming to collect, So I'll see you all later I need to settle my debt. ~DM2~