Fighting Demons Juice WRLD
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[Intro]
Run away
In fear of me dying today
[Chorus]
Yeah, I run away
In fear of me dying today, ah
And I'm not the same
Who said I was subject to change?
My demons are breakin' out of their cage
I'm praying that I see another day (Chill, chill)
I said my demons are breakin' out of their cage
On my knees, I pray for better days
[Verse 1]
Chip, chip, cheerio, everything's all good, right?
I got rich, I got rich, I'm livin' that fast life
Couple M's in my bank account, I got cash, right?
And that's supposed to make me happy
I got a couple questions
How come that shit don't ever make me happy?
Money give me an erection
But that don't mean it's gon' be everlasting
Yeah, I know it's a blessing
But how come it always feel like the devil plottin'
And the devil watchin'?
He see me buyin' all these watches
Benjamin Franklin in my pockets
Ooh, been a year of the glitz and the glam
And the TV channels, brain's going scramble
Scrambling sometimes 'cause this shit is hard to handle
Demons in my heart (Yeah), they destroy me like a vandal (Ah)
Run away
In fear of me dying today
[Chorus]
Yeah, I run away
In fear of me dying today, ah
And I'm not the same
Who said I was subject to change?
My demons are breakin' out of their cage
I'm praying that I see another day (Chill, chill)
I said my demons are breakin' out of their cage
On my knees, I pray for better days
[Verse 1]
Chip, chip, cheerio, everything's all good, right?
I got rich, I got rich, I'm livin' that fast life
Couple M's in my bank account, I got cash, right?
And that's supposed to make me happy
I got a couple questions
How come that shit don't ever make me happy?
Money give me an erection
But that don't mean it's gon' be everlasting
Yeah, I know it's a blessing
But how come it always feel like the devil plottin'
And the devil watchin'?
He see me buyin' all these watches
Benjamin Franklin in my pockets
Ooh, been a year of the glitz and the glam
And the TV channels, brain's going scramble
Scrambling sometimes 'cause this shit is hard to handle
Demons in my heart (Yeah), they destroy me like a vandal (Ah)
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