I know Im hurt but I been through this before br Roaming around these streets like a soldier without a war br I drink untill Im sick and I cant remember none of it br Demonic entities chasing me its hard to hold onto my wit br The anger and the booze got me wrapped in a blanket made of sin br I keep wearing a fake smile in much denial i dont know where to begin br I would just love for this to end Im on a dangerous trend br I keep picking fights with strangers adding enemies losing friends br So much I lost and all of it back to back br I wonder what it will take to gain my sanity backbr br Sam Edisonbr br