We've all got our demons
But mine are the meanest
They won't let me get too close
To the ones I need the most
They're angry and violent
They show up uninvited
So you better run away
Before my demons come to play, hey
It's time to start looking at the world with ya real eyes
Cuz real eye, realize, real lies
Time flys when u walkin' thru life blind with no insight for the mind
Thought they was all real till you got pinched for the same crime
No integrity when he's facing decades of real time
Been boys since pampers so this shit is real slime
Sitting in your cell playing out his death in real time
When u get out ya find and bind him
Tourture him ina basement till u flatline him
Afterwards bring back on a gurney start playin with his body like Weekend at Bernie's
Dressed head to toe in Monroe memorabilia
Got me wondering if I'm into necrophilia
These demons inside desperate like housewives from wisteria
28 years old n still don't know where to go
Like bro, Mi vida es un misterio
My demons shredding my mind making it a hell hole
Without a toe hold or moticom of control
These demons never let me let it go
Or let me let anyone grow too close
They make me push them away until I brake another heart
That's why I don't let anyone inside from the start
Demons convinced me you're gunna betray me which isn't smart
Thatll leave u toothless like methheads at Walmart
They have me convinced my life is falling apart
I was never considered normal from the f*ckin start
My demons laying seige like Napoleon Bonaparte
Call me Salvatore Dali
Warfare is an Art
Bloodshed satisfies my demons thrills
So now I rip flesh from the bone before I kill
Demons inside of me
Aren't happy until I scream
My own thoughts are torturig
Will anyone out there help me please
Help me convince u I'm not crazy
That my insecurities don't phaze me
Just like the demons tormenting me daily
U know it's pretty f*cked up to say
If miss em if they went away
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We've all got our demons
But mine are the meanest
They won't let me get too close
To the ones I need the most
They're angry and violent
They show up uninvited
So you better run away
Before my demons come to play, hey
It's time to start looking at the world with ya real eyes
Cuz real eye, realize, real lies
Time flys when u walkin' thru life blind with no insight for the mind
Thought they was all real till you got pinched for the same crime
No integrity when he's facing decades of real time
Been boys since pampers so this shit is real slime
Sitting in your cell playing out his death in real time
When u get out ya find and bind him
Tourture him ina basement till u flatline him
Afterwards bring back on a gurney start playin with his body like Weekend at Bernie's
Dressed head to toe in Monroe memorabilia
Got me wondering if I'm into necrophilia
These demons inside desperate like housewives from wisteria
28 years old n still don't know where to go
Like bro, Mi vida es un misterio
My demons shredding my mind making it a hell hole
Without a toe hold or moticom of control
These demons never let me let it go
Or let me let anyone grow too close
They make me push them away until I brake another heart
That's why I don't let anyone inside from the start
Demons convinced me you're gunna betray me which isn't smart
Thatll leave u toothless like methheads at Walmart
They have me convinced my life is falling apart
I was never considered normal from the f*ckin start
My demons laying seige like Napoleon Bonaparte
Call me Salvatore Dali
Warfare is an Art
Bloodshed satisfies my demons thrills
So now I rip flesh from the bone before I kill
Demons inside of me
Aren't happy until I scream
My own thoughts are torturig
Will anyone out there help me please
Help me convince u I'm not crazy
That my insecurities don't phaze me
Just like the demons tormenting me daily
U know it's pretty f*cked up to say
If miss em if they went away
But mine are the meanest
They won't let me get too close
To the ones I need the most
They're angry and violent
They show up uninvited
So you better run away
Before my demons come to play, hey
It's time to start looking at the world with ya real eyes
Cuz real eye, realize, real lies
Time flys when u walkin' thru life blind with no insight for the mind
Thought they was all real till you got pinched for the same crime
No integrity when he's facing decades of real time
Been boys since pampers so this shit is real slime
Sitting in your cell playing out his death in real time
When u get out ya find and bind him
Tourture him ina basement till u flatline him
Afterwards bring back on a gurney start playin with his body like Weekend at Bernie's
Dressed head to toe in Monroe memorabilia
Got me wondering if I'm into necrophilia
These demons inside desperate like housewives from wisteria
28 years old n still don't know where to go
Like bro, Mi vida es un misterio
My demons shredding my mind making it a hell hole
Without a toe hold or moticom of control
These demons never let me let it go
Or let me let anyone grow too close
They make me push them away until I brake another heart
That's why I don't let anyone inside from the start
Demons convinced me you're gunna betray me which isn't smart
Thatll leave u toothless like methheads at Walmart
They have me convinced my life is falling apart
I was never considered normal from the f*ckin start
My demons laying seige like Napoleon Bonaparte
Call me Salvatore Dali
Warfare is an Art
Bloodshed satisfies my demons thrills
So now I rip flesh from the bone before I kill
Demons inside of me
Aren't happy until I scream
My own thoughts are torturig
Will anyone out there help me please
Help me convince u I'm not crazy
That my insecurities don't phaze me
Just like the demons tormenting me daily
U know it's pretty f*cked up to say
If miss em if they went away
Writer: Nathaniel Nye
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid