Demons
There's something inside me
It's eating me alive
All these demons
Trying to make me who I'm not
Tearing me down
We were told
To hold our ground
How are we supposed to do that
When everyone else wants to bury us beneath it
These demons taking away our strengths
How are we suppose to be
Everything they expect us to be
With all these demons
Replacing our thoughts
Wirh things we don't want
There's no escaping them
These demons
Are everywhere I go
They're breaking my strongest of walls
I'm trying to pull myself up
But it's like there are weigths pulling me down
All these demons
Are destroying me
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