Demons

I think Im gonna cry till my eyes fall out of the back of my head I think I’m gonna lie to myself and tell myself I can do this again Bowling balls cynder blocks holding me down to my bed Falling down falling down falling down rock bottom never really ends I’ve got Demons and they’re feeding My soul is a magnet for all things dramatic and I don’t think that It’s gonna to end My soul is a magnetic for all things dramatic and I don’t think that My soul is a magnet for all things dramatic and I don’t think that It’s gonna to end Right around 3am all of them toss and turn round in my head Tried my best to suppress and they never stop when I say when Heavy eyes, morning skies, no surprise another day I’m going to dread Falling down falling down falling down rock bottom never really ends With demons attacking your soul It’s hard to know when to let go Its either you win or you don’t Ya Give in and let them take hold of ya But demons they never let go