DEMONS

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we're all dealing with demons
each with different meaning

struggling to fight
im losing my sight
if what's wrong or right

making bad choices
friends drowned out by the noises
of the voices

wanting me dead
every night i bleed

hoping to be happy
but that shits sappy

wanna slit my throat
but i devote
my life to you
becoming a little less blue

people aren't kind
to us who have a fucked mind

i wanna die
but ill get by

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