Devils on my back

The devils on my back and he won't get off

The devils on my back and its not my fault,

I couldn't change it ,

It just happened,

One score for me

Why the hell are you clapping.

Celebrating with you No way,

Get out of my mind,

Stop looking at the clock,

Your wasting your time,

Nowhere to go and nowhere to run,

Devil plays the game of dangeling the gun,

Right in front of me,

Im pleading for help im down on my knees!!!

The devils on my back and he won't get off,

We use to be strong ,

now the worlds gone soft,

We use to be able to control it,

Here's the gun kid,,

now fucking use it!!!

Hey you stop and listen!!!

Your not alone ,

So stop your bitching,

Do you hear me

Fight,fight, fight,

you gotta fucking fight,

Don't worry it will be alright.

The devils on my back and he just jumped off,

The devil is nowhere he doesn't exist

It was a made up word scared in silence,

A made up word of lies,

Trying to control your mind.

There is nothing wrong with you

Its called metal illness and you will survive..

Author's Notes/Comments:

Many of us suffer from depression and feel lost confused and scared

We feel like we have a demon inside us or on our back.

In reality there is no demon, its just a word to control us.

We are sick and its time we stand up and help those in need.

Don't label us with your lies ,

Label us with dignity and respect.

Listen and help.

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