Feed The Demons

Feed the demons… Feed the demons… They’re scratching at the walls again… Another night with my teeth on the tension Neck deep in the static suspension Every breath feels borrowed from a breakdown Every thought got a blade and an intention I got ghosts in the gears of my thinking Black water in the well that I’m drinking Eyes open but the room keeps sinking Heart racing while my soul’s been shrinking Everybody says “fight it” Funny coming from the people that ain’t living inside it You don’t hear what I hear, You don’t feel what I feel When the silence starts chewing through the bones that never heal I keep feeding the mouth in the dark, Keep throwing pieces of myself to the sharks And they’re never full They’re never full Feed the demons Give them another piece of me Feed the demons They’re hanging from my ribs like disease Depression in the basement Isolation in the ceiling Melancholia wrapped around my throat And I can feel it breathing Feed the demons Feed the demons Feed the demons Watch them eat me clean Locked inside a room made of repetition Bad memories forming a religion Every scar wants another incision Every wound needs a fresh exhibition I’ve been choking on invisible fingers Every failure somehow always lingers Like a parasite nesting in winter Making homes in the places that splinter So I sit with the ache And the ache sits with me Like a noose made of thoughts that refuse to leave Everybody keeps talking about healing I’m just trying to survive another evening I keep feeding the mouth in the dark Keep throwing pieces of myself to the sharks And they’re never full They’re never full Feed the demons Give them another piece of me Feed the demons They’re hanging from my ribs like disease Depression in the basement Isolation in the ceiling Melancholia wrapped around my throat And I can feel it breathing Feed the demons Feed the demons Feed the demons Watch them eat me clean Bridge Suffocate Suffocate Suffocate slowly Every hope I hold eventually owns me Every light I find gets buried below me Every promise turns around and controls me I don’t want salvation, I just want sedation A quiet little grave inside my own head Somewhere I can lay With the voices well-fed Feed them fear Feed them pain Feed them every memory etched in my brain Feed them shame Feed them doubt Feed them everything until nothing comes out Feed them grief Feed them rage Feed them every single word on the page Feed them me Feed them all Until there’s nothing left behind but the walls Feed the demons They’ve become the only company I keep Feed the demons They’re the only ones that never leave Depression in the basement Isolation in the ceiling Melancholia wrapped around my throat And now it’s all I’m feeling Feed the demons Feed the demons Feed the demons Watch them eat me clean They’re scratching at the walls again…