Welcome
Welcome to my house.
Don't bother to turn the lights on, theres no electricity.
Dont open the blinds, there aren't any windows.
Welcome to my mind.
Thoughts that cut, cut like sharpened knives.
Loyal demons, never leaving my side.
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