This uncontrollable twitch
to release the demons trapped inside.
Pull me from the box,
the spirits will break free,
taking me beyond the threshold of the things I deserve.
Give me wings,
put my mind to rest,
liberate my soul.
This paradise is too good for me,
I need the pain to feel alive.
I need to be trampled upon, to rise.
To be crushed to form again.
This paradise is too good for me,
to let the spirits take control.
Free the demons, I want a reason to live.
My misery will bring back to me
a sense of twisted sanity.
My own twisted reality...
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