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letra de demons - tay tantra

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[verse 1]

my happiness died and i don’t think it will grow back

i signed a death wish – take a look at my note pad

just another girl in the world with no dad

he left a demon in me and i hope that he knows that

every girl i know- assaulted or m——–

the stares, the bare hands and confidences affected

used like a toy and leaving her infected

she begged you to stop but you like it unprotected

and i won’t apologise for being this aggressive

i never got a sorry, just beaten and rejected

put down, pushed around, by people i respected

felt vile, forced a smile, but it was ineffective
voices leave my mouth whenever i say stuff

i hide behind the sound and put on some make up

i’m manifesting death right before the days up

go to bed but in the end, i just beg i won’t wake up

[hook]

the demons have won, they’ve come for my blood

i push away my loved ones ‘cause f-ck it, i’m done

i rip off this flesh, i got no time for the gun

i’m too far gone and now i’m drowning for fun

emotionally numb, heart like a drum

powder to the nose, no lime in the rum

it’s the pulling of the plug, it’s the setting of the sun
it’s a blade to the wrist and i’m letting it run

[verse 2]

i flood the bedrooms and burn the stables

any glimpse of hope was just a fairy-tale

i pick at stiches and pull out staples

a makeshift n—- with some ipod cables

and i could do with sp-ce, you could lose the pity

if you’re asking yeah, i could use some booze, i’m s—–

my thoughts come quick they tend to be sickly

they stick to my brain they sit right with me

i’m sick of feeling less than, i need a best friend

where’s my brothers? i’m gwen, where’s my ben 10?
i’m sick of all the fear i hear out from the fm

human race has no place- we’re just a dead end

blades don’t stay in a place of fear

i think blades are fate, i was c—— for years

pedal to the metal and i’m skipping the gears

eyes shut, half cut, and got the devil to steer

[hook]

the demons have won, they’ve come for my blood

i push away my loved ones ‘cause f-ck it, i’m done

i rip off this flesh, i got no time for the gun

i’m too far gone and now i’m drowning for fun

emotionally numb, heart like a drum

powder to the nose, no lime in the rum

it’s the pulling of the plug, it’s the setting of the sun

it’s a blade to the wrist and i’m letting it run

[verse 3]

left unimpressed when searching for enjoyment

even the best things in life- they leave me disappointed

take a peek in the mirror then cover to avoid it

self hate, m——-, and socially avoidant

awkward and foolish, i never was a cool kid

followed to the bus every day by some cruel kids

made it to high school, ate my lunch in a cubicle

each day felt ashamed for something i didn’t even do

haven’t seen my closest friend i over six months

haven’t seen my family, no, i’ve seen drugs

high times – only memories i can think of

chop up, tune out, fill a cup and drink up

no one comprehends or even hears what i’m saying

i’m beyond f—– up, i’ve had enough, i’m not playing

i spiral, i’m s——, wild, not in denial

i’ve known for a while that i’m f—— insane

[hook]

the demons have won, they’ve come for my blood

i push away my loved ones ‘cause f-ck it, i’m done

i rip off this flesh, i got no time for the gun

i’m too far gone and now i’m drowning for fun

emotionally numb, heart like a drum

powder to the nose, no lime in the rum

it’s the pulling of the plug, it’s the setting of the sun

it’s a blade to the wrist and i’m letting it run

[verse 4]

i take a breath and accept that life can get difficult

i’m done with all the tears, i’m bored of being pitiful

i made it to here- and that’s the f—— principle

i’ll dig my way out- and make it to my pinnacle

done with depression and over being cynical

might give this pain a name and work it with some syllables

put it to a beat- release a f—— miracle

i’m a beast- its clear- my poetry is lyrical

[hook 2]

f— it- i’m done. i’m coming for blood

i got my demons screaming out – now they’re locked in the trunk

i put this pen to the paper and i’m letting it run

was a mess, i shed this flesh, and now i’m looking for fun

[end]

- tay tantra

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