It took a while but it drove me senseless Now they say I'm not "Compos Mentis" Little wonder I'm still hearing it all Staring off from the guilt free on the wall That's what it happens when you mess with matches: Everything should reduce to ashes Now I'm lost and broken hearted My dreams have barely started
You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind I know you're gone but you're never out of my mind Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind My memory's photographic; Some of those images stop the traffic It wasn't me, it wasn't you; the feel I had was nothing new I'm not guilty but I'm conscious, of that lead weight on my conscience Another thing I have to mention, sadly there's no redemption
You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind I know you're gone but you're never out of my mind Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind
Ow, what a lonely life Ow, what a lonely life
You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind I know you're gone but you're never out of my mind Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind