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demons in my head
The faintest whisper
Into the loudest roar.
I want to ignore them but they scream even more.
We want the pain
Welcome to blood galore!
I try to hold onto reality
But I just slip.
Do you hear the blood?
It goes drip, drip.
It is your blood you hear
I can see your tears
Hear your cries
They know your fears
Demons hide behind my eyes
Whispers, what to do for years
So be prepared for me to snap
Because this time I won't be coming back
Into the loudest roar.
I want to ignore them but they scream even more.
We want the pain
Welcome to blood galore!
I try to hold onto reality
But I just slip.
Do you hear the blood?
It goes drip, drip.
It is your blood you hear
I can see your tears
Hear your cries
They know your fears
Demons hide behind my eyes
Whispers, what to do for years
So be prepared for me to snap
Because this time I won't be coming back
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