They always come to me
first thing, when I wake
even when I sleep and dream
My heart and soul they take.
They haunt me in daylight
They taunt me in the dark
Constantly clawing at my mind
And tearing it a part.
My Demons they always find me
no matter where I go
I’m restricted by these chains, bound by this pain
And my demons seem to follow.
They tell me I’m not good enough
As I try to right my wrongs
They tell me I should just give up
And that I don’t belong.
I live in a war zone
In the depths of my own head
Where living doesn’t feel like an option
And that I am just better off dead.
Cos no matter where I go
My Demons seem to follow.
