The Demons

I have to break the wall to see in the morning, but really I’m a demon and I don’t care if you scream because you broke me first i screamed so hard you laugh and laugh so I rather be helpless than be full of regret so maybe I’m problem cause maybe you think but I used to bite my tongue and make it bleed. so you wanna get dangerous but cowgirl don’t cry, but you know that there screams at you to stop so the deeper the more you see the more you wish that you never saw your memories. Get to burn to the way you remembered, but I guess I’m learning the hard way again. I go right back down to the flames.