Demons Rare Americans

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It's one of those days, a cycle phase
I need to deal with the all the shit in my head
God, I wish I was dead
And it's been piling up, taking up
A little too much space in my brain
Can't fight 'em, can't hide 'em
Can't live right beside 'em
The only answer is to come clean man and right 'em
Be honest with me, I'll be honest with you
We can start over, like we were brand new

And I know
The highs and lowest of lows
I've seen a lot of this life, baby
More than I care to show
And everything lately's a mess
Got the weight of the world on my chest
The seasons keep come and leavin'
And we're still here fighting our demons, our demons

It's one of those days, a cycle phase
I need to deal with the all the shit in my head
God I wish I was dead
But it's been piling up, racking up, taking up
A little too much space in my brain
And I have been trying to fake it love
But man is this patch ever getting rough
I'm speaking off the cuff
I'm speaking off the cuff

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