Story I was once told that demons don’t get tired. Does that make me a demon or does it make me judged? That’s my question. If you don’t like me, just say it and move the fuck on. Intro Demons don’t get tired Neither do I Am i a demon Or am I just being judged Here’s my words Here’s my hands Verse 1 I’m thru the night I charge I wait but do I wait do I execute My free will you brought this outta Of me you say crazy I say walk in my fucking shoes Verse 2 Your life and my life are different so fuck Your comparisons and judgements You want it one way or I want it another way Don’t wanna compromise? Remember Demons Don’t Get Tired Verse 2 Neither do I you play Angel but Have invisible holds Fuck Your Way or its the highway because Bitch you couldn’t walk a day in my Fucking shoes back the fuck up You created this trauma Verse 3 So here is my restrained retribution This is my Demons Don’t get tired I’m fucking tired of who you want me To be so fuck off and double fuck you I’m the fucking judge I’m the fucking Prosecutor I’m the fucking jury bitch Pre-Chorus Every bill gets heavier Every day gets longer Every sacrifice gets buried But somehow we keep moving Somehow we keep standing Somehow we keep carrying What nobody else will Chorus Demons don’t get tired Neither do I I keep pushing through the damage I keep looking to the sky You can judge me from a distance You can tell me what I am But you never carried my burdens You never held these hands Verse 4 Single mothers working doubles Single fathers breaking backs People holding families together While the whole damn world attacks Everybody wants a statement Nobody wants the truth Everybody wants to criticize Till they gotta walk in your shoes Bridge They pull the strings from far away Then blame us when we fall apart They write the rules they never follow Then point their fingers at our scars We’re tired but we keep moving We’re hurt but we still stand And every day we keep surviving Becomes another act of strength Final Chorus Demons don’t get tired Neither do I Not because I’m made of darkness But because I had to survive For every parent fighting battles For every soul carrying pain For everybody being judged While trying to stay sane Outro Don’t tell me who I should be Don’t tell me what you think you know You didn’t live this life You didn’t carry this load Call me stubborn Call me damaged Call me anything you want But understand this— I’m still here. And that’s why Demons don’t get tired. Neither do I.
