| Song | Inner Demon |
| Artist | Feels Like Home |
| Album | Duality |
| 作词 : Alex Lapointe/Frédéric Ouellet/Michael Cyr-Landry/Steven Cloutier | |
| 作曲 : Alex Lapointe/Frédéric Ouellet/Michael Cyr-Landry/Steven Cloutier | |
| It whispers in my ear and crawls back to my head. | |
| I might look alive, I’m dead inside. | |
| I feel it crawling inside my head trying to change me into something I cannot bare. | |
| This burning itch under my skin makes me feel like I’m rotting from the inside out. | |
| It’s time I reclaim control of my own mind. | |
| No surrender for my inner demon. | |
| Rot, rot the beast I was afraid of. | |
| Rot, the unwanted child of God. | |
| Rot, the beast I was afraid of. | |
| I said rot, the unwanted child of God. | |
| These scars are battle wounds against myself. | |
| This demon keeps screaming, keeps running round in my head. | |
| Spreading the infection. | |
| It has become an addiction. | |
| Liberate my soul from this toxic addiction. | |
| Liberate me, liberate me. | |
| I’ve been chasing a ghost through pain and affliction. | |
| Liberate me, liberate my soul. | |
| Rot, the beast I was afraid of. | |
| Liberate me. | |
| Rot, the unwanted child of God. | |
| Liberate me, liberate my soul. |
| zuò cí : Alex Lapointe Fré dé ric Ouellet Michael CyrLandry Steven Cloutier | |
| zuò qǔ : Alex Lapointe Fré dé ric Ouellet Michael CyrLandry Steven Cloutier | |
| It whispers in my ear and crawls back to my head. | |
| I might look alive, I' m dead inside. | |
| I feel it crawling inside my head trying to change me into something I cannot bare. | |
| This burning itch under my skin makes me feel like I' m rotting from the inside out. | |
| It' s time I reclaim control of my own mind. | |
| No surrender for my inner demon. | |
| Rot, rot the beast I was afraid of. | |
| Rot, the unwanted child of God. | |
| Rot, the beast I was afraid of. | |
| I said rot, the unwanted child of God. | |
| These scars are battle wounds against myself. | |
| This demon keeps screaming, keeps running round in my head. | |
| Spreading the infection. | |
| It has become an addiction. | |
| Liberate my soul from this toxic addiction. | |
| Liberate me, liberate me. | |
| I' ve been chasing a ghost through pain and affliction. | |
| Liberate me, liberate my soul. | |
| Rot, the beast I was afraid of. | |
| Liberate me. | |
| Rot, the unwanted child of God. | |
| Liberate me, liberate my soul. |