Keep messing up ones mind so swell.
Telling us that we should die,
And that’s no word of a lie.
Making us wish that we where dead.
Telling us all we’re no good,
Please let us die if you could.
To get rid of your demons without a doubt.
So put pen to paper and write I say,
And maybe those demons will go away.
Or those demons will win the fight.
Now listen to me and the angels above,
As you have the answers to spread world love.