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Little Demon
A battle raging on inside my head.
Life starts to look so dead.
Every building like a body on the field.
Every door like a fallen bloody shield.
Boom! The smell of cannon fire.
Boom! The loss of all desire.
Something inside of me;
Kills everyone around.
Though they cannot see,
Because intent never makes a sound.
Its over, done, and through;
But everything I've ever said is true.
We've all got a little demon,
There's even one inside of you.
Life starts to look so dead.
Every building like a body on the field.
Every door like a fallen bloody shield.
Boom! The smell of cannon fire.
Boom! The loss of all desire.
Something inside of me;
Kills everyone around.
Though they cannot see,
Because intent never makes a sound.
Its over, done, and through;
But everything I've ever said is true.
We've all got a little demon,
There's even one inside of you.
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