The Voice of a Demons Love // Interlude

(It never comes around)
(It never comes around)
(It never comes around)
(It never comes around)

Damn, he was right
Shit, now he really tight
Can't go down without putting up a fight
He can't look back, but what the fuck is in his sight
He can't think what the fuck is he supposed to write
When he was 9, he thought of suicide, but now he might
Right now, he just turned on his light
Because he was in the dark, chilling with a demon in the night
Depression and obsession
It just wanna make him wanna blow his brains out with this weapon
A tiny little soul jams the trigger that he's pressing
Angels see him stressin' when he see 2 11's
Now he can't take you with you on this journey
He was checking on you, but you told him not to worry
Now he's sick to his stomach and his vision getting blurry
He better escape the dark it's on his ass, he gotta hurry
But he's slowly running out of time
The pain running through his veins like a grape vine
Too much he's taking in, it's gon' be hard to say the next line
Ask about him he would be lying if I say it's fine
He apologized for not being enough for your love, but he tried
You took his heart said you'll treat it well, but you lied
Now the only way to ever numb the pain from his body is to die