My Inner Demons Taste Like Cotton Candy...
Rising up just to see you fall into the abyss
The bleeding seems to worsen, the same wound
There is no vaccine for a disease like this
The heart has been gagged and to the floor, bound
The bleeding seems to worsen, the same wound
It’s a heavy sound the heart makes, hitting the floor
The heart has been gagged and to the floor, bound
It gets beaten and bruised and still asks for more
It’s a heavy sound the heart makes, hitting the floor
Insomnia takes hold of the soul, causing insanity
It gets beaten and bruised and still asks for more
Your inner demon grows, crushing your humanity
Insomnia takes hold of the soul, causing insanity
There is no vaccine for a disease like this
Your inner demon grows, crushing your humanity
Rising up just to see you fall into the abyss
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