[Chorus: JP & Chris Webby]
I've been running from the demons
They can't stop me when I'm on my way, yeah
I've been running from the demons
They can't stop me when I'm on my way (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Still that same neurotic, psychotic, anxiety-ridden
Yeah, wildly driven, got with a vision that's finally gettin'
Another chance at his life to make some wiser decisions
And all these songs are therapy, it's like a diary written
And all these syllables and rhymes through a mirror, yeah, the lines
Plant a little seed of hopе and I've been givin' it some time
Still thеse demons lurk around just like some villains in my mind
Feel 'em slither, drippin' venom down the ridges of my spine
All these hills I've yet to climb, always somethin' that's attached
Hard to shoulder all this weight when you got monkeys on your back
And that monkey's a gorilla, better toughen up your lats
While he tuggin' on your traps, ain't no fuckin' comin' back
Does a number on the muscular carrying all the baggage
And pushin' through it mentally'll turn you to a savage
So walk in my shoes, see it all through my glasses
And say a prayer that God'll grant me safe passage
But nowadays it seems like no one's optimistic
I already see society as post-apocalyptic
As everybody's strugglin', our demons have been doublin'
As we sittin' back just watchin' humanity crumblin'
Feel like I'm in Hell itself, chiselin' my mental health
Knowin' I'ma pay for my mistakes using the Devil's wealth
Try to keep some angels in my heart, they need some extra help
Shit, maybe I should get some help
I've been running from the demons
They can't stop me when I'm on my way, yeah
I've been running from the demons
They can't stop me when I'm on my way (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Still that same neurotic, psychotic, anxiety-ridden
Yeah, wildly driven, got with a vision that's finally gettin'
Another chance at his life to make some wiser decisions
And all these songs are therapy, it's like a diary written
And all these syllables and rhymes through a mirror, yeah, the lines
Plant a little seed of hopе and I've been givin' it some time
Still thеse demons lurk around just like some villains in my mind
Feel 'em slither, drippin' venom down the ridges of my spine
All these hills I've yet to climb, always somethin' that's attached
Hard to shoulder all this weight when you got monkeys on your back
And that monkey's a gorilla, better toughen up your lats
While he tuggin' on your traps, ain't no fuckin' comin' back
Does a number on the muscular carrying all the baggage
And pushin' through it mentally'll turn you to a savage
So walk in my shoes, see it all through my glasses
And say a prayer that God'll grant me safe passage
But nowadays it seems like no one's optimistic
I already see society as post-apocalyptic
As everybody's strugglin', our demons have been doublin'
As we sittin' back just watchin' humanity crumblin'
Feel like I'm in Hell itself, chiselin' my mental health
Knowin' I'ma pay for my mistakes using the Devil's wealth
Try to keep some angels in my heart, they need some extra help
Shit, maybe I should get some help
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