You don't know the demons he's fighting, You don't know, You don't know. You don't know the pain she's feeling, You don't know, You don't know. You don't know inside they're dying, You don't know, You don't know.
Save yourself, before it's too late, before you'll be pulled down by the current of the ocean where the darkest of the dark reside, where light can barely reach you in the down under.
Devils whisper in his ears, Of death threats and hatred. Now, there he laid, With a slow beeping of his heart, Unconcious, With his soul gripping to live, And his mind weakening.
He stood bare naked under this unwanted attention. He was vulnerable, Left to be fed to the wolves. Yet, He smiled through it all Whilst carrying a heavy heart And sunken eyes.
You were like a mistake I wrote in permanent ink, I tried blocking you out with white-outs. But No matter the amount I use, The trace of you is still there.