you find something so simple
simply evil
i swear its the devil
i never need it, only want it
it got me sent to a new lifestyle
and my parents dragged me out
sent to a farm to “recover from my disease”
now i sit realizing i’m living the lie they’ve wrote for me
it’d all be easier if i had somewhere to run to
but can’t run from your own head
it’s always here on my shoulder whispering the things i want to hear
to get back to that little devil
little is an under estimate
more like that demon that haunts my dreams and thoughts