Demons - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Ben Schuller]

Call me a demon, call me a conscience lost

Counterfeit dreaming, counterfeit conscious thoughts

What do you fear and what does it really cost

Oh really, does everybody scream out loud

This feeling, does anybody hear these sounds

The bleeding, your needles dig into the ground

No breathing, alone inside the darkest crowd

You need it, a prison to control me now

Control me now

But the demons are breaking out

These demons are breaking out

Thesе demons are breaking out

Am I in hеll? I don't know how you can tell, trap me inside of a cell, they know we well

Pumping psychotic products in my bloodstream has got me under a spell

Everyone said they're afraid of us, but we're the ones that are facing these demons

Shackled and chained up, they calling me dangerous because I see faces up in the ceilings

Give me a reason, they say that they are protecting me, I say they're hating my legacy

Being imprisoned inside of this mental facility, this inhibition is killing me with these abilities

I should be able to escape, but they got me under surveillance, tethered inside of this place

But despite all my rage, I am still just a rat that is locked up in cages

A prison to control me now

But the demons are breaking out

These demons are breaking out