Here I am again Arguing with demons, we became old friends I'll never win against my darkest thoughts They're in my bed Their voices are still ringing Right in my ears They're in my head And I can't help but listening I feel like I'm losing I can't hear what you say to me But I can read your eyes and lips I can't hear what you say to me And some days I'm not really here It seems like these doubts are a part of me I'm not capable of making choices And I lost any hope of finding any fucking answers I'll be buried among doubts and questions