demons Lyrics
| Song | demons |
| Artist | Rabbit Junk |
| Album | Reframe |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m scared to death | |
| Of myself | |
| I can't feel anything | |
| I can't feel anything | |
| I have become the pain | |
| I have become my own demons | |
| I'm tired of being a punk yeah, like | |
| I ever was | |
| I'm tired of being myself yeah, like | |
| I ever am like a quarter dug out of a homeless man's pocket like a finger torn out from the socket | |
| I tried it and | |
| I knock it | |
| I'm just mad, 'cause nobody wants to steal my soul | |
| I'm tired of being made up yeah, like | |
| I ever am | |
| I'm tired of being tied down yeah, like | |
| I ever was | |
| Turn the radio on to the techno station keep it a few points off, so it sounds all ruff | |
| Then it matches my head all static with the meters in the red | |
| I'm feeling half dead feel the demons rise let the mercury rise | |
| I can't close my eyes |
| I' m scared to death | |
| Of myself | |
| I can' t feel anything | |
| I can' t feel anything | |
| I have become the pain | |
| I have become my own demons | |
| I' m tired of being a punk yeah, like | |
| I ever was | |
| I' m tired of being myself yeah, like | |
| I ever am like a quarter dug out of a homeless man' s pocket like a finger torn out from the socket | |
| I tried it and | |
| I knock it | |
| I' m just mad, ' cause nobody wants to steal my soul | |
| I' m tired of being made up yeah, like | |
| I ever am | |
| I' m tired of being tied down yeah, like | |
| I ever was | |
| Turn the radio on to the techno station keep it a few points off, so it sounds all ruff | |
| Then it matches my head all static with the meters in the red | |
| I' m feeling half dead feel the demons rise let the mercury rise | |
| I can' t close my eyes |
| I' m scared to death | |
| Of myself | |
| I can' t feel anything | |
| I can' t feel anything | |
| I have become the pain | |
| I have become my own demons | |
| I' m tired of being a punk yeah, like | |
| I ever was | |
| I' m tired of being myself yeah, like | |
| I ever am like a quarter dug out of a homeless man' s pocket like a finger torn out from the socket | |
| I tried it and | |
| I knock it | |
| I' m just mad, ' cause nobody wants to steal my soul | |
| I' m tired of being made up yeah, like | |
| I ever am | |
| I' m tired of being tied down yeah, like | |
| I ever was | |
| Turn the radio on to the techno station keep it a few points off, so it sounds all ruff | |
| Then it matches my head all static with the meters in the red | |
| I' m feeling half dead feel the demons rise let the mercury rise | |
| I can' t close my eyes |
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