Demons at my doorstep
Will they lay me to rest
Conflicting versions of satisfaction
A constant state of unrest
Too numb
Too empty inside
Too cold and callous because
I am so worthless
I am nothing
Demons at my doorstep
Buy my life to its end
Conflicting versions of satisfaction
A constant state of unrest
Too numb
Too empty inside
Too cold and callous because
I am so worthless
I am
I am nothing
I suffocate and choke with no life left in my lungs
Demons at my doorstep
There's demons at my doorstep
There's demons at my doorstep
Let them take my last breath