pocket full of demons

I've got a pocket full of demons

And no one's trynna meet 'em

I don't want it but I need it

Crave an awful feeling

Better off on my own now

Better off dead, dead

Better off dead

Now my head is full of screaming

And I can't find the meaning

No sign of life

No hope to feel alive

When I can't see the light

Where do I go

When I am left behind

And fade into the night

And now it follows me down

I've got a pocket full of demons

And no one's trynna meet 'em

I don't want it but I need it

Crave an awful feeling

Better off on my own now

Better off dead, dead

Better off dead

Now my head is full of screaming

And I can't find the meaning