No one else is dealing with your demons, meaning maybe defeating them could be beginning of your meaning, friend.
Nothing kills a man faster than his own head.
I'm dying and trying, but believe me I'm fine, but I'm lying, I'm so very far from fine.
I find it hard to hide it, my pride is no longer inside, it's on my sleeves, my skin will scream, reminding me of who I killed inside my dream, I hate this car that I'm driving, there's no hiding for me, I'm forced to deal with what I feel.
I'm evil to the core, what I shouldn't do I will. They say I'm emotional, What I wanna save I'l kill. Is that who I truly am? I truly don't have a chance. Tomorrow I'll keep the beat, and repeat yesterday's dance.
You don't know my brain the way you know my name and you don't know my heart the way you know my face.
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