Now what goes through your mind
Is it me or you have something to hide, I'm sick and tired
Got me fighting every end of the night, and out of all
I'll be standing as the rest of you fall, onto the wall
Pick a side that leaves you under to crawl
My demons might just come haunt you
My demons might just come haunt you
My demons might just come haunt you
My demons might just come haunt you
Now what goes through your mind
Is it me or you have something to hide, I'm sick and tired
Got me fighting every end of the night, and out of all
I'll be standing as the rest of you fall, onto the wall
Pick a side that leaves you under to crawl
My demons might just come haunt you
My demons might just come haunt you
My demons might just come haunt you
My demons might just come haunt you
