After meeting the devil
I felt not good at all
Cancer of the soul
Chemo to cure

And I am dead
and alive at the same time
But something's rotting in me
even if I don't realize
(I do, in disguise)

Burying head deep in pills
and running away from bliss
Running away from me
Trying to gasp for air
But the air was far away

I am about to break free
I cast the demons away from me
But first, I gotta dwell here...

I felt confused, I was abused
Dead photo - of my dark glowing gloomy days.