There is a different darkness deep down inside my soul Each night I fight my
My hardest hoping it won't take control And still I taste the poison The weight of all my wounds My ill infected voice from breathing in the fumes I can hear my demons
Calling out deep in the blinds
Burning their time beneath my skin And my drunken souls are
Middle ground, holding the line.
Desperate to find a way to win.
Can I conquer the wolf within?
Shall I conquer the world with this?
There is a war inside me, my soul against my mind.
My shadows always find me Every step they're close behind
And like a waning candle A river in a drought
my flame with every battle slowly burning I can hear my demons calling out deep in my mind
Burning that time beneath my skin And my broken souls are
Battleground, holding the line Desperate to find a way to win Can I conquer those with fear?
Can I conquer those with fear?
Thank you.
I don't know what else to say
