10 D3m0ns
Got 10 Demons I swear they want me dead
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Darkness shines through the cracks
Of the walls I'm in and the air get's heavy
As I'm trying to shine brighter
I'm drinking from the glass that was handed down
By a fallen angel
Could the poison takes me higher
Got 10 Demons I swear that they want me dead
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin' bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Got 10 Demons I swear that they want me dead
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin' bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Lock and load it's a battle zone in my fuckin' life
Every enemy's a vice, if a demon's tryna fight
Drop his body on sight, semi auto is my light
I'm the target and the night, whole fight
'Cause the conflict is only in my head
Try to stay strong while I wanna be dead
I pull up to the gravestone and the dates wrong
Scratch a new engraving I'm here to fight long
Got 10 Demons I swear that they want me dead
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin' bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Got 10 Demons I swear that they want me dead
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin' bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Darkness shines through the cracks
Of the walls I'm in and the air get's heavy
As I'm trying to shine brighter
I'm drinking from the glass that was handed down
By a fallen angel
Could the poison takes me higher
Got 10 Demons I swear that they want me dead
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin' bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Got 10 Demons I swear that they want me dead
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin' bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Lock and load it's a battle zone in my fuckin' life
Every enemy's a vice, if a demon's tryna fight
Drop his body on sight, semi auto is my light
I'm the target and the night, whole fight
'Cause the conflict is only in my head
Try to stay strong while I wanna be dead
I pull up to the gravestone and the dates wrong
Scratch a new engraving I'm here to fight long
Got 10 Demons I swear that they want me dead
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin' bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Got 10 Demons I swear that they want me dead
Now I'm in my feelings when I should be chasin' bread
Thoughts deceiving us, this should be like a game
I'm racing you to the grave, cause every day is the same
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Siefert
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