My Mind is the Enemy

Thu, 05/30/2019 - 17:43 -- FaithG

My mind is the enemy 

I can't seem to shake off all my demons 

I'm my own worst enemy 

When will this madness end?

 

I'm my own therapist

Can't talk to anybody how I feel 

Cuz I'm afraid of being honest 

I'm afraid of all this hate

So I keep inside a bottle in a bottle

But someday someone going to find it in the ocean of my tears

 

My mind is the enemy Oh Oh Ohh

I can't seem to shake off my demons Ohhhhhhh

Can someone help me 

The walls are craving in

I can't seem to shimmer off my demons 

Will I ever survive?

 

I gotta keep digging in the depth of my mind and soul

I must strike the pot of gold of my madness

I won't give up 

It isn't my blood not to

So I let the walls tremble of my emotions 

 

Tired of hiding

What I feel in the dark must come to life

Ohhhhhh My mind is my own worst enemy

Oh yes 

I can't seem to shake off my demons 

Ohhhhhhhhhh

 

I'm my own enemy but at least I'm my own hero

I will save myself from the monster inside me 

I will save myself from the monster inside me 

I will save myself from the monster inside me

I will save myself from the monster inside me

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