I'm trying to fight the demons
to which I have been a slave of
Didn't wanna wait for miracles
for this curse is just too hard to unfeel
I'm trying to distance myself
from an anonymous shadow
to which I am attracted to dance with
Didn't wanna restrict this addiction
since the attraction is just too compelling
Hear me, Queen of hearts, so I can decide
whether to step back from that ledge
and just embrace animosity
or liberate my very soul and feel young again
I'm trying to unlock my hands from the handcuffs
that halted my lust for touch
so that I can not ache further
Believe me, I'm trying to fight the demons
to which I have been a slave of
Oh, what a misery!
Woe to me! Woe to you!
The mighty future is far from beckoning.
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