Demons

Why does it seem the songs about hating myself

Are the ones the kids look up to

Well you're in luck because I'm in hell

'Cause it's not art if it's not dark and shows the ugly truth

I write all of these songs for me

But the contract I signed sees things differently

But what if I'm not strong enough to be

The broken bastard that I am

And the hero that they need

Do you believe we all have demons?

Do you believe we all have secrets?

Time can feel like flame

But even stars burn out someday

So do you see the stars?

They shine for no one

Between the years of hiding my darkness underneath

And the quest for finding my identity

I can't sleep

Without the bottle to drown my anxiety

I can't sleep

And this insomni-addiction is killing me

Don't look up to me

'Cause I can only look down on myself

And so would you, if only you ever really knew the real me

I tried to keep my burdens at bay, but a bend's about to break

Because my mouth's grown tired of the all the lies and smiles it fakes

But what if I'm not strong enough to be

The damaged desolate I am, and the hero that they need

Do you believe we all have demons?

Do you believe we all have secrets?

Time can feel like flame

But even stars burn out someday

So do you see the stars?

There's a hole at the bottom only I can see

Where my heart once was where it used to be

And now the choir sings

There's a hole at the bottom, time gave to me

Where a darkness grows and the light's fading

And now the choir sings: Come home to the fire

Come home to the fire (beg and burn)

Do you believe we all have demons?

Do you believe we all have secrets?

Time can feel like flame

But even stars burn out someday

So do you see the stars?

They shine for no one