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Demons

Demons I try to get sleep but the demons just keep running round in the back of my brain, and no matter what I do they break me in two, and they're driving me fuc**ing insane. The sh*t in our veins fu**ks with sh*t in our brains sometimes it's good but sometimes it's bad When you walk on the wire you're playing with fire and you can f**k up the life that you had. The music keeps playing and you dance to the tune, only you can hear in your head, and slowly but surely you spin and you spin and you're wishing you were just dead. You're getting no sleep cause the hours you keep, you f**k and you drink and you snort, Then you wake up in a haze, from the last several days, in handcuffs sitting in court. The cycle's repeated your body depleted You wonder when it will all end. You're chasing the dragon, can't get on the wagon cause it's like losing your very best friend. The judges gavel comes down with a thunderous sound, guilty says the man in the Cloak, You don't remember what they're saying, can tell they're not playing and realize it's no fu**king joke. Ten years says the man, but this wasn't my plan, I'll be 30 when I finally walk free, the prices are steep, definitely not cheap and eventually you must pay the fee. See you on the other side, the other side of the bars that lock me away I'll try to stay clean, avoid the machine, Just live life by the day. Can't sleep in this bed, the place fuc*s with my head, the walls are closing in tight Demons in my brain still drive me insane A powder keg about to ignite. I'll serve my time the best I can Didn't mean to kill that man. Judgment clouded, brain defeated Feeling just a little cheated My life is not my life no more Incarceration is my fee They close the gates and lock the door, All alone, myself, just me. F**k this sh*t and Fu*k this place they can't jail my mind, I'll come out on the other side and cut the ties that bind. So see you on the other side a little worse for wear but I'll see u on the other side, If I don't end up in the chair.

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