I turn around, walk away
But I just can't escape one demon
Hovering

So close he could bite me
Never leaves me out of sight
He's on my shoulder
He's in my hands

I settle down in a home
Full of light and crimson carpets
On the floors

Not a glimpse goes by without him
Staring from my eyes inside his cockpit
Inside his kingdom

Where do I go
I want to know
'cuz I struggle for my self-control

I concentrate on not to think
And I try to work my ass off
Through the day

Sometimes he is cruel
Sometimes he helps me walking cool across the dance floor
And through the night
After all I have fought
There will always be one demon
Left to fight

Friendly he might seem
And yet so sinister I deem
But I don't know him
I never will

Where do I go
I want to know
'cuz I struggle for my self-control