I’m so sick and tired
of the demons playing
the sadness hardwired
anxiety baying
I’m so sick and tired
of the dark side preying
the cold black I esquire
and senses still rotting?
I’m so sick and tired
of all of my straying
the people I admire
they know I’m draining
I’m so sick and tired
of the demons playing
maybe I should expire
I don’t see me winning Ω