WHERE IS MY MIND

All the demons inside us sing about love. All the demons inside us sing about love. All the demons inside sing about Love. All the demons inside sing about love. Early morning, still awake, blank pages everywhere. Trying just to write a couple lines about you There. I'm just self-displaced without you, empty space. I already lost myself somewhere in this pages' haze. I die just to feel alive, my demons turn My body into dust. I die just to feel alive, my demons grind Bones to rust. They sing about love. The demons inside. They sing about love. The demons inside. They sing about love. The demons inside. They sing about love. The demons inside. Early morning, still awake, blank pages everywhere. Yeah. Trying just to write your name, Sing aloud from broken deeds. Yeah, yeah, I am on a stainless leash, blank pages staring Back. Trying just to write your name, But the ink is turning black. I'm just self-displaced without you, empty space. I disappear between the lines, No way to retrace. I die just to feel alive, my demons throw My skin to dust. I die just to feel alive, my demons fade My heart to rust. They sing about love. Demons inside. They sing about love. Demons inside. They sing about love. Demons inside. They sing about love. Demons inside. All the demons inside us sing about love. All demons inside us sing About love. All the demons inside us sing about love. All the demons inside us sing