| Bird in Hand |
|---|
| Swept under my carpet |
| Underneath my bed |
| I push away the demons |
| From the darkest corner of my head |
| An ever growing hatred |
| Of what I’ve come to be |
| Have I become a monster |
| Is a monster killing me |
| It’s time I exorcize |
| Demons In my mind |
| No hatred in my eyes |
| What’s inside me? |
| I can feel my mind letting go |
| Burn my face to let you know |
| With these wounds I can’t hide |
| I exorcize what’s inside |
| So I seem to suffer |
| Silence on my own |
| I cannot bear to bear my pride |
