The demons that possess my past Hold their strongest clasp Causing my turning and tossing Drawing from me gasps Searching for refuge in a happy thought That has not yet been devoured Is like sitting in a witch's caldroun Hoping to not be boiled over All these skeletons have been adding up And the closet doors no longer shut I'm trapped and I can't breathe My heart is racing My mind twice as fast Somebody help me before I pass