14 lyrics for "With my demons"

Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up Don't get on my bad side, I'm dangerous Demons and angels hang with us Treat it like a phone, baby, hang it up, uh Don't fuck with me, no, I'm dangerous, uh I'm from where they hang 'em, oh Huh, woke up in a new
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I'll stand, (for nothing),not crawling, (the center),not falling down (of calms within the eye) (for me and no one else) I'll bleed, (for no one),the demons, (but myself),that pull me down I'll stand, (for nothing),not crawling, (by myself),not falling
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With my demons I stay down But I stay down When I think of you in the city The sight of you among the sites I get this sudden sinking feeling Of a man about to fly Never kept me up before Now I've been awake for days
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Need a bishop preaching fire To get away with my sins Despise everything I see I come from the ashes of molten hatred Raised by the demons in abodes of the end The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have
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I swear that I can feel 'em fucking with me Every night I feel 'em fucking with me Please God tell these demons stop fucking with me Every God damn night I feel 'em fucking with me Why? Please God I wake up screaming in my sleep every fucking night Open
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Back from the edge, back from the dead Back to the start, back to my heart Back to the boy who would reach for the stars Back before demons took control of my head But now I'm back with my own story to tell Back from the tears that were too easily shed I
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I'll stand, (for nothing),not crawling, (the center),not falling down (of calms within the eye) (for me and no one else) I'll bleed, (for no one),the demons, (but myself),that pull me down I'll stand, (for nothing),not crawling, (by myself),not falling
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I'm not dealing with that devil anymore Heaven knows you've done your chore You were sent here just to save me I'm not dancing with those demons So, go to sleep, my weary lady Yeah, go to sleep, my weary lady I used to live with the whiskey And the good
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I am cold, can you hear I will fly, with no hope, no fear And the ground, taunts my wings Plummet as I sing, plummet as I sing Now is the climax to the story That gives the demons and angels purpose They fly around while we are walking And mold our
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