I kill the lights, but the lies are sleepless. Night heaves with the bleakest secrets. A shadow waits in the black, and I awake with a devil on my back. I'm contesting my reckless weakness, desperately wrestling restless demons, but all the odds are stacked, guess I'm no match for the devil on my back.
And I plead for my peace, like a dead man walking and I plead for my peace and I can't stand more of this.
But still I pretend I can mend this and ascend this hopelessness, then end this but then the whip gets cracked. I get knocked flat by the devil.... And I look into the eyes of the love of my life, and swear blind that the darkest times are behind, but it's another fucking lie just to cover my tracks, another part of her dies, for the devil on my back.
And I plead for my peace like a dead man walking, I plead for my peace cos I can't stand more of this.
So I regress to the cesspit, friendless. Too breathless to defend, I descend to the depths of the mess I've amassed. I get no rest from the devil on my back
And I plead for my peace like a dead man walking, I plead for my peace and I can't stand more of this. I plead for my peace as the darkness taunts me, and I plead for my peace from a past that haunts me.