"Your demons will comfort you when no one else will that's why it's so hard to get rid of them."
In the the horrid dark night
When you've given up your fight
Because you see no light
The only one to comfort you is the destroyer of man
It's a tear jerking feeling being stuck in a can
When you don't even have one fan
Yet you can't get rid of something that keeps you sane
Even if you start to feel the pain
You've got to stay in your lane
They're going to talk so give them something to say
Even when it ends in your dismay
Sometimes you just gotta pay
The price isn't always worth the action
That's causing distraction
To the up most attraction
Even when the feeling's the same
You don't have to play the dame
Just because they're glad you came
So I'll say this once more
Better lock your door
Otherwise we become the before
"Your demons will comfort you when no one else will that's why it's so hard to get rid of them."
Some blame the fact that they know how to swim
While others are blaming the life that they're in
Some say they know how to fly
While others don't even try
Whatever the case
Whatever the reason
They've all found their truth to believe in
The actual reason being even less sane
Your demons are not the real blame
You get so caught up in societies rules
You forget the difference between the geniuses and the fools
A laugh and a cry become the same in your eyes
You crave attention though it's not needed
And soon enough you lose the ability to choose
