There\'s a demon in my lungs just waiting to get out
She\'s my burden and her name is doubt
I\'ll choke on my blood and try not to vomit
I\'ll hold it down because I know how much she wants it
I refuse to give in. not just yet
I can hear her voice in my head
screaming \"you\'d be better off dead\"
That\'s just how it is where I\'m from, so
Then the devil comes to visit
He just begs me to come home
Running his hands along my new tombstone
Because it\'s cold out here with no clothes
It\'s cold out here, so cold out here...
-MD