My oh my, my demons taunt you, right?
I did nothing for you to be mad at me.
I said nothing for you to be anxious at me.
Does it itch your skin when I boil your blood?
Does it keep you sane, or drive you insane?

Why deny the truth? Look into my tired red eyes.
Tell me straight—right into my soul.
If I'm your enemy, then don’t bother with sympathy.

Are you checking, waiting for me to make the first move?
Or are you bluffing, pretending you've got something real?
If not, why not fold already?
Unless you’re just stalling for time.

I’m all in now—so what’s it going to be?
Raise the stakes, call me out, or back out of the game.
This is high stakes now. No backing out.

No more checks, no more bluffs.
It’s time for a showdown.
So lay your cards down—
Let me see if your hand is clean or drenched in filth.

Drop the act. Show's over, curtains closed now.
Reveal your true self.
Then let me decide if I should despise it.