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Dirty fingernails from tilling the soil of my own grave Dirty lungs from the cigarettes and all the souls she's saved She's a temptress in a black dress and she's knocking at my door Offering a glass half-full of all the poisons that I've had before All of my demons are right underneath my bed They're digging up my dreams and planting nightmares there instead I've been dwelling too much, too much on all I've left behind Being held hostage again by all the ghosts floating in my mind I swear the past has a hold on me An ice cold grip, I can hardly breathe Help me remember who I am, not who I used to be Awakened, all my devils start to dance upon my casket The safety net I drug behind me Lost among the wreckage of my dark nights They say what's dead should never rise But does the past ever truly die? I pray to the heavens to never let them see the blackness behind my eyes All of my demons are right underneath my bed They're digging up my dreams and planting nightmares there instead
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