Disrespectfully nice

Demons

The ones from all the years of pain

the ones I see every night in my sleep again and again

from shit I can't shake flowing through my heart full of hate

for people and the fear that one day I'm gonna die in front of a loved one or to early to say goodbye

I can't lie it scares me but while awake I don't fear a thing

I just want to be able to close my eyes and be as happy as I am during the day



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