I have my demons they dragged me through hell
I said good bye to the memories but they still dwell
They are ingrained in my soul
I so just want them to go
But they never will this I know
My demons use them to condemn
They love to show me all of them
My memories are where all my depression stems
And with pain, regret, and agony I'm filled to the brim
And I can no longer swim
In this torment I can't stay within
I'll get me a gun and blow them away
Then my demons will have nothing left to say
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 7:09 PM UTC
I have my demons they dragged me through hell
I said good bye to the memories but they still dwell
They are ingrained in my soul
I so just want them to go
But they never will this I know
My demons use them to condemn
They love to show me all of them
My memories are where all my depression stems
And with pain, regret, and agony I'm filled to the brim
And I can no longer swim
In this torment I can't stay within
I'll get me a gun and blow them away
Then my demons will have nothing left to say
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