my demons like to take me into the sky
way up high where the angels fly
they try to leave me there from time to time
but i always seem to come crashing down
an I'm left lost waiting to be found
i still don't know what i was looking for
do i even wanna find it anymore?
with a monkey on my back and an angel on my shoulder
im reaching for the light and praying the night is over
died so many times that there's nothing left to fear
im beaten down and broken yet im still right here
this isnt how the story ends
its time for time to mend
the wounds will heal
this pain isnt real
but thats not always how i feel
its hard to hold onto that belief
when all you want is a little relief
from these eyes fallin down on you
doesnt seem to matter what you say or do
people see the past and people assume
this isnt gonna last you're just an addict in a costume
maybe they're wrong maybe they're right
im just out here in the dark lookin for the light
and until i stop looking back in anger
its always gonna be dark with me in danger
so maybe its time to start forgiving
when you're fighting for your life,
you learn to start living....