Some nights I crawl inside my head, find a demon to be fed
I put him back upon the shelf, I worry myself half to death
I lose more sleep from where I've been, my bad choices never end
My depression is my friend, it helps me feel again again
I can't help it I'm a little bit strange
That I risk it to just feel the pain
I can't help it that I love it on the bottom
I'm hanging with the fallen, there are angels down here
Feeding off of what remains
Some people like it when it rains
From the inside looking out, you'd think that I am full of doubt
But that has never been the case, sometimes I run sometimes I chase
It motivates me from within, sometimes my rope gets pretty thin
Life is full of choice and sin, it helps me feel again again
I can't help it I'm a little bit strange
That I risk it to feel all the pain
I can't help it if I like it on the bottom
I'm hanging with the fallen, there are angels down here
Feeding off of what remains
Some people like it when it rains
There are broken hearts, there are shattered dreams
There are roads that end
You know there is some truth to what they say
Never forget where they came from or where you've been
I can't help it I'm a little bit strange
That I risk it all to feel all the pain
I can't help it if I like it on the bottom
Hanging with the fallen, there are angels down here
Feeding off of what remains
The only thing that keeps me sane
Some people like it when it rains
Some people like it when it rains
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