Possessed

Whoa whoa oh whoa oh whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa oh whoa oh whoa whoa whoa
It's not me(it's not me)

It, it comes in the night, vampire type, blood?
No, soul appetite
It takes from my mind, every night
Lost this fight for my life(whoa)
Every minute I'm dreaming I'm reliving the feeling
It's Chilling and thrilling and killing
This will to survive(Spent Years of my life)
Who sent my soul to the deep?
Tell the devil I was talking to him
Better gimme back myself before I_(yeah, yeah, woo!)

Need to exercise my patience
"These people really think they need to exorcise my patient"
What the doctor ordered isn't doing what they all expected
Say I'm fine when they ask me but they chain me up regardless
There's a demon that's residing unlike asta can't subside it
It's been swelling up inside me, doing things I can't imagine

I guess I'll have to fight it(yeah, yeah)
Maybe I don't have the will to fight it(no)
Maybe I'm the demon and I like it
Maybe it's the taste of the blood, it's inviting
Like the only thing I wanna do is lose myself inside it
Just to let it go and leave it all to all behind me
While I'm caged up in my mind and I'm chained up in reality
These voices keep deciding it
No control of my narrative
I'm out here being violent

What do you see?(what do you see?)
What are you thinking if taking my shine gon' be?
(what it gon' be?)
If people gon' listen I'm highly and barely intrigued
(barely intrigued)
I'm taking my shots I'm finna go hot, you bleed(yes, yes, yes)

I'm taking my mask
With minimum rest(go bruh!)
Leaving the past
Taking my pen to place where I'd better relax(yes, yes)
I'm taking the feeling that's hitting I'm covered in mess(no, no)
I'm getting the feeling I'm breaking while holding my chest(goddamn)
What am I feeling?
I'm reeking, I'm stinking like bad(oh, yeah)
'Cause the music I'm hitting, the people gon' be thinkin' it's trash
(fuck, no)
Get off my mind, I'm craters inside, what's next?(What, what?)
The feeling I'm pushing I'm sucking, I know it I'm bad
(oh, God! Damn!)

Oh! Gotta breathe(gotta breathe!)
I'm thinking maybe I should stop this thing(what thing?)
The music that I'm spreading should be clean(fuck 'dat!)
Then I gotta be the baddest in this field(oh! Yes!)
'Cause I'm hitting from back
Cut off the track(yes, yes, yes, yes)
Falling off edge
Hell of a mess(mess, mess, mess, mess)
Pull out my bag
Cover my head(God, God, God, God)
What do I do?
What about next?(What about next? What?)
Ayy!

Demon be batting my head(batting my head)
Hugging and saying I'm doing my best
Fuck it I've never relax(no, no)
Sleeping be cutting like thread(eh)
How can the people be rash?(rash)
Thinking I'm never 'gon make it
But fuck it I'll make it or 'prolly be dead(fuck!)

I'm tired of hating or better be bitter
I'm cutting my liver or taking the river
I'm talking to God, I'm a believer
Sinner inside, living a lie
Out of the pickle, then go in the pan
I ain't no Peter, but Simon be Rad
Maybe it's music that's killing I'm heading for death
I'm better out there(yes!)
Cut out my Lungs(lungs)
That is my gun(pow)
Man, I'm shooting and that is a must(must)
Fuck it, I'm blowing it up(up)
Taking all shots I'm gone(gone)
Fill up my lyrics with hurt(damn)
I'm starting to get there it better be bitter
I'm making my feelings a none(yeah)