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Fighting My Demons
There's those little voices again
Whispering over and over
Just give in
My demons drag me down
Wrapping me in chains of self doubt
I'm standing on a ledge
Daring the world to shove me
Too long I've been their play toy
Just a broken girl trying to survive
In this oh so fucked up world
Their mocking laughter
Grates my nerves
Their harsh words
Rip into already scarred skin
They're so sure this is the end
Despite the cajoling voices
And heavy chains
I refuse to sink to my knees
I will not give in
These demons will not dig my grave today
I am broken and bruised
Beaten and down
But not for the count
I will rise again
Better,stronger than I've ever been.
I will not let my demons win.
Whispering over and over
Just give in
My demons drag me down
Wrapping me in chains of self doubt
I'm standing on a ledge
Daring the world to shove me
Too long I've been their play toy
Just a broken girl trying to survive
In this oh so fucked up world
Their mocking laughter
Grates my nerves
Their harsh words
Rip into already scarred skin
They're so sure this is the end
Despite the cajoling voices
And heavy chains
I refuse to sink to my knees
I will not give in
These demons will not dig my grave today
I am broken and bruised
Beaten and down
But not for the count
I will rise again
Better,stronger than I've ever been.
I will not let my demons win.
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