Angels or demons

I just want to be sweetly napping
 all I hear is constant chatting
"your stomach is sick it's not going to get better"
my demons are winning they're overpowering my steering
Please stop with the bad times that's why I'm using
where's my Angels? my clouds can't hold them
I'm slipping I'm falling I'm barely crawling fuck my free will
it's not God that's calling