(Chorus)
Demons hide in the empty rooms of my head.
Where memories once used to live.
They tracked me down.
And trapped me in, the corners I hid.
Trauma left space for them.
To dress up and play pretend.
They make up the moments I can't remember yet.
(Verse 1)
Around every edge of my mind.
Are murderers, and demons, and monsters.
What I've learned from this, is that they find you.
You don't find them.
There's anger, and hatred, and fear.
In my slumber we can't trust what we hear.
(Chorus)
Demons hide in the empty rooms of my head.
Where memories once used to live.
They tracked me down.
And trapped me in, the corners I hid.
Trauma left space for them.
To dress up and play pretend.
They make up the moments I can't remember yet.
(Verse 2)
I hear my loved ones scream out my name.
The demons made me heroine in their game.
But I don't win every day.
Weapons fly through my darkness.
Slash and stab.
I'm forced to face death.
Watch it commence.
Fall in their traps.
And do it all again.
(Chorus)
Demons hide in the empty rooms of my head.
Where memories once used to live.
They tracked me down.
And trapped me in, the corners I hid.
Trauma left space for them.
To dress up and play pretend.
They make up the moments I can't remember yet.
About the Creator
Amber Fierce
I am a Canadian author. I get most of my inspiration from adrenaline spikes. From participating in extreme sports to going on dopamine enducing adventures. A lot of my ideas come from my dreams, and my songs come from my personal struggles.
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