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Think happy thoughts...

Think happy thoughts,
think happy thoughts,
think happy thoughts.

I cannot though my dear,
it seems the demons will not disappear.
Enclosing me,
forcing me to live in fear.

They're tormenting me,
tearing me apart.
When I thought they were gone,
that was only their start.

The demons,
they like to torture.
My screams,
they're the drug.

I try so hard to keep it together,
my blood runs cold, i clench my fists.
I need emergency help,
whatever you've got to fucking spare.

The demons don't care who you were.
They just care how sweet the blood.
They don't care.

I'm on my own now...
I'm on my own...
Oh my god...
I'm on my fucking own...

They've got ahold of me now...
They're squeezing my throat.
My screams are silenced..
It's all over.

It's all over now...

Think happy thoughts...
Think happy thoughts...
Think happy thoughts...
Written by I_thought (Annie.Purdy.)
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