I must be bad at this
or maybe I'm being punished
I keep taking hits
when all I need is to be cherished
There is no middle ground
no real safe zone
I feel like my hands are bound
Will I always feel alone?
I keep
Dancing with the devil
Press harder on the gas pedal
I don't want to ever settle
or start being careful
He lives inside me
Running through my veins
Whispering in my ear
'Do you like your new chains?'
