Scratch, claw, I'm at war with all these demons within, constantly dragging me down, they just wont quite.
I remember the days that I felt for all my sins, so empty I have become, feeling nothing within.
All I feel is the pressure, of the claws, digging in.
With this devil on my shoulder, I'm not sure how long until I give in. With these demons pulling me down, I'm not sure how much longer I can stand. Some days, I feel like quitting, and just letting them take me in.
Ruin everything, watch this world burn slow from the hatred I feel inside. Let go.
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