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Satan sleeps inside my brain
And when he wakes he takes me far away.
He takes me to this place,
That I completely hate,
Where Iâm a prisoner in my own body.
And I cannot escape, Iâm just a rat in a maze,
And he sleeps less and less with the the days coming.
So I beg and beg, crawling on my knees,
âDepart from me.â But He wonât.
The ocean isnât any louder while the city sleeps.
We just arenât there to wash it out when were occupied with dreams.
A good friend once told me that âdarkness only confirms what we cannot see.â
Well I sunk underground and Iâm laughing now 'cause I finally understand what it means.
I understand
âThis is me, this is my disease.â
So take your mud and water and please let me see.
I do not know what I believe.
But if you really loved me, youâd set me free.
I need to know I can but when I let my head fall, I see Iâm walking on nothing but clay.
I need to leave you behind, conduct a cut and run, just like my father before me.
You little serpent, little cancer, little poison, little death. You are my worst at its best.
You are a dirty dog in this field of flowers. What is a thief to do with nothing left to steal?
Thereâs a war inside my head, a brilliant display of death.
Even with the chemicals gone, thereâs still blood everywhere.
A friend says âsend yourself back home, and heal your deepest wounds.
And if the scars they leave canât be ignored, remember none of this is real.â
What a simple solution to prescribe when you arenât haunted like house.
You could perch the universe atop my shoulders, it wouldnât even cast a shadow now.
Iâve got a mountain to move.