Creature Feature - Personal Demons | Текст песни

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Psychosis must be setting in
Clouding my perception
Social Interaction
Null and void
Contact with reality
Something I no longer need
Now I have insanity
On my side
It is just as I suspect
I am wired Incorrect
Must be just a defect
Of my design
Allow me to elaborate
On my poor mental state
I seem to hallucinate
From time to time

I have personal demons
Answers answers everywhere but not the ones I seek
Now my sanity is leaking through the cracks in the ceiling
It’s just a matter of time until I lose my mind
And start crawling up the walls
Questions, questions everywhere, but not the ones I pose
Now my conscience is lying in a state of disrepose
It’s just a matter of days ‘till I’m no longer sane
And start crawling up the walls

Unusual and bizarre
I have gone much too far
Not my fault my thoughts are
Out of the norm
I am not right in the head
Nowhere near a full deck
Maybe my parade is led
Slightly off beat
You might say I’m on the fringe
Slowly becoming unhinged
Can’t cure me with your syringe
It’s much too late
Maybe in the scheme of things
These are just all fever dreams
They don’t make a vaccine
For what ails me

I have personal demons
Answers answers everywhere but not the ones I seek
Now my sanity is leaking through the cracks in the ceiling
It’s just a matter of time until I lose my mind
And start crawling up the walls
Questions, questions everywhere, but not the ones I pose
Now my conscience is lying in a state of disrepose
It’s just a matter of days ‘till I’m no longer sane
And start crawling up the walls

I have strange thoughts
Rattling in my brain
Fighting to get out
It’s hard to keep contained
I hear voices
Screaming inside my head
I mustn’t listen
I’m sure that they want me dead (2x)

I have personal demons
Answers answers everywhere but not the ones I seek
Now my sanity is leaking through the cracks in the ceiling
It’s just a matter of time until I lose my mind
And start crawling up the walls
Questions, questions everywhere, but not the ones I pose
Now my conscience is lying in a state of disrepose
It’s just a matter of days ‘till I’m no longer sane
And start crawling up the walls