Fight Off Your Demons

i live in the irrational
no one here gets comfortable;
if i could, i'd let you in,
drink you up like medicine
but i don't need a cure.
the cured are all so bored,
and i'd be doing you an injustice to drain you...

yeah, i've been thinkin, and drinkin
and then i went and thought some more,
thought you should know
what's been drugging, dragging, draining me down.

baby, i need this, i'm fighting my demons
there has to be a place i can go.
if you put me back to sleep, they'll eat me piece-by-piece

i've got some people but i ain't got time
now i managed some time but it ain't mine
and i know you're mine, and i guess that's fine
but it's a real fine line between a doubt and a lie
and i guess i would be lying if i said i wasn't treading that line

but baby, i need this, i'm fighting my demons
there has to be a place i can go.
if you put me back to sleep, they'll eat me piece-by-piece

well maybe this could last forever
if it does, it gets no better, and if this gets no better,
if i don't write this letter,
it'll drag you on a tether
off into the distance to a
place filled with ghosts from your future
and when it's done you'll fucking scream your head off!
everything you knew was in a jar locked in your stomach,
and when it has to open,
all the love and villains that you kept
inside will have to make sure you're alright,
then say goodbye.