Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Deamon, artist - Abney Park. Album song Iconoclast, in the genre Фолк-метал
Date of issue: 24.10.2019
Record label: Abney Park
Song language: English
The Deamon |
There’s a dark voice inside my head |
And it whispers insecurities until I’m dead |
So each night to silence his point of view |
And now the drinking here rumbled, rumble and stops |
Overthink and I’ll crumble his stumbling blocks |
I don’t want his opinion, don’t want his point of view |
Can’t tell me what to do |
And then I wake up in the morning light |
The Deamon deep inside me |
I don’t see a sign of light |
But each night I fear as the sun goes down |
The Daemon will come around |
And now the drinking here rumbled, rumble and stops |
Overthink and I’ll crumble his stumbling blocks |
I don’t want his opinion, don’t want his point of view |
Can’t tell me what to do |
And now the drinking here rumbled, rumble and stops |
Overthink and I’ll crumble his stumbling blocks |
I don’t want his opinion, don’t want his point of view |
Can’t tell me what to do |
And each night as I lay in bed |
I hear his nasty voice, it goes through my head |
I want somber sleeping, I’ll hear him until I’m dead |
Unless I get him out of my head |
And now the drinking here rumbled, rumble and stops |
Overthink and I’ll crumble his stumbling blocks |
I don’t want his opinion, don’t want his point of view |
Can’t tell me what to do |
And now the drinking here rumbled, rumble and stops |
Overthink and I’ll crumble his stumbling blocks |
I don’t want his opinion, don’t want his point of view |
Can’t tell me what to do |