These thoughts
Tugging my mind down
Pulling me into a deeper depression
They're killers
They've been taken over
By demons
Making me a monster
Something no one wants
A hopeless
Worthless
Soulless
Organism.
There's a devil that runs inside of me
It controls the damage I do to my body
The cuts that appear all over my skin.
It's responsible for the death of who I was
And the birth of who I am.
I'm tortured
Every single night
Until finally
I give into the voices.
They know how to break me down
To the point where I can't get up
They're stronger than me
So much so.
I don't know how I'm going to win
What is my problem?
I'm dead inside
That's what.
