Demons Live (But Not At Night)
Demons live
But not at night;
They're in our heads,
They're in our minds.
They're our voice,
Our only thoughts.
They're our souls
And empty hearts.
Demons live
But not at night.
They're our monsters
That we don't wanna fight.
We let them in
To take control-
They eat our hearts,
They steal our soul.
Demons live
Inside our minds.
They have no mercy,
They know no rhyme.
We play their game
Until we give up.
I've played my part,
I'm giving up.
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