Savage Existence - Demons

Wake up this morning, what do I see?
Some kind of monster’s looking down at me
It’s a reflection in the mirror I see
Demons inside of me

Whispering voices, telling me things
Creeping out my soul, morbid visions
So tell me preacher what to believe
There’s something wrong with me

Some days are just like any other day
I go to work and shoot the shit with my friends
Other days something takes ahold of me
I feel the demons inside right inside of me

Whispering voices, telling me things
Creeping out my soul, morbid visions
So tell me preacher what to believe
There’s something wrong with me

Something wrong with me

Demons
Demons

Few people see me for who I really am
I’m good at hiding the demons
If they knew I might have to make another plan
On the other side of the border

The border!

There’s demons inside of me
There’s demons inside of you
There’s demons inside of us

Demons inside!

Wake up this morning, what do I see
Some kind of monster’s looking down at me
It’s a reflection in the mirror I see
Demons inside of me

Whispering voices, telling me things
Creeping out my soul, morbid visions
So tell me preacher what to believe
There’s something wrong with me

Demons

Our demons

Your demons

My demons

Written by:
Daniel Cleland, Jesse Radford, Anton Darusso, Logan Mader

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Lyrics © ZELLS MUSIC COMPANY

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