| I’m wasted, I’m high
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| I’m tryin to just get by
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| I’m tryin to live my life
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| The Demons, they won’t leave me alone
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| I’m wasted, I’m high
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| I’m tryin to just get by
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| I’m tryin to live my life
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| The Demons, they won’t leave me alone
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| You can find demons on me every side
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| At this point I ain’t goin there to hide
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| They wanna jump ship, let em take a ride
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| It’s a known truth not to lose your pride
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| And if they then be gettin out of hand
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| Smack em in the head and make em take a stand
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| You gotta let em kow you run your shit man
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| These motherf*ckin demons will take you for everything they can
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| It’s the alcohol that got me most
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| She got me numbed up everyday we toast
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| To all the other demons that be on the way
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| Can we flip a green one, purple cap, ready to play
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| Now all the suspects here
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| Runnin strong in the blood, all clear
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| And if they gonna leave I’m gonna find a twin
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| So that I can balance my levels and feel normal again
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| These demons won’t leave me alone
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| I hear evil voices in the telephone
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| Late at night when I’m hittin my bong
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| Writtin a song it just all goes wrong
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| I hear voices, coming through the walls
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| Illusions of demons running down my halls
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| So I, get my Glock, release the safety
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| Pop in my clip and they start to chase me
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| I shoot one and they don’t shoot back
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| Pop two more rounds out my windows that smashed
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| Broken glass and police cars
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| So I stash my weed and my funny pill jars
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| Start explaining, but I’m talkin in circles
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| They tell me slow down, we’re not gonna hurt you
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| I know myself, I don’t trust no police
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| Cause badges, like demons, I be seein in my sleep
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| I got a pretty long list of demons
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| That be in and out my life like santa clause on Christman evenin
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| When I was teethin the boogy man was a factor
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| In high school it changed to bong hits and droppin acid
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| Keystone ice and mickey’s grenades
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| Scorin bags of mid-grade for 10 dollars an eighth
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| 15 started smokin grit
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| 16 years later now I’m tryin to quit
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| Where in my mid 20s I never took a break
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| I treated every waking moment like it was a holiday
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| Yeah, I straight raged with the party brigade
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| Never did meth or H but I dabbled with the yey
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| Hey yo, just know you’re never alone
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| Cause everybodys got monsters livin in their dome, peace
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| Please release and get rid of your bad thoughts
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| It just might take more than 12 steps, but you gotta walk |