If I bleed, he'll bleed too.
The demon in my head with that haunting smile.
Maybe the jabs from a knife will kill him too.
Maybe if I disappear, he'll disappear too.
The black shadow that wants to consume me whole.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

Shut up thoughts!
Put on the facade and smile.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
Is it to run away and hide?
Will it be better if...