Every night I count the miles,
Trying to escape all the smiles.
Each step I take a desperate attempt,
As I whisper to myself a silent lament.
How can I escape the demon inside,
When there is nowhere I can truly hide?
You cannot outrun a part of yourself,
Nor rip out your soul to place on a shelf.
I am trapped in a loop that leads right back,
To the part of my mind that I seem to lack.
There\'s an emptiness here where the demon sits,
But it\'s only my eyes that look out from the pit.