It's 3:33 I should be sleeping.
It's 3:33 these bloodstained tears I've been weeping.
These sleepless nights are getting longer.
Am I getting weaker or is he growing stronger?
So with blackened eyes I face another day and this feeds his hunger.
It's 3:33 and the devil in me.
It's 3:33 and the devil and me make three.
It's 3:33 just that motherfucker and me.
It's 3:33 he just won't let me be.
I hear him scratching at the door.
Oh that fuckin savage coming back for more .
My prayers lost in the darkness.
Even my guardian angel doesn't listen to my pleas for help anymore.
It's 3:33
Kill my demons.
I'm longing to be free.
Free of the chains binding me.
My imprisoned mind forever longing to be free.
On the Devil's wing I fly the midnight sky.
My inferno lighting up the night.
I turn and look him in the eye.
Darkness has taken flight.
A lost soul without a purpose.
It's 3:33
Kill my demons.
I'm longing to be free.
Free of the Beast in me.
My tortured soul forever longing to be free.
In the early hours my mind keeps pace with the clock.
Tick - tock Tick- tock.
Intoxicated in my madness
I'm awakened to find that I'm in love with my sadness.
Self-exiled to protect myself from them and to protect them from myself. The things that they've done and the things they've said.
Their words stink of ignorance polluting my head.
They hate you and call you weak.
I wanna rip out their tongues so they can't speak.
They laugh at you and call you a fool.
I've suffered enough in a world so cruel.
As I lie beneath the burning tree.
I have become engulfed in my tragedy.
Its 3:33 I should be sleeping...
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