Red Thirteen

Can't seem to kill the ache My mind's held for ransom Won't leave, won't stay away Another day chasing phantoms Always feeling tangled up in myself Overthinking something else A vague eerie echo Telling me not to let go Holding onto guilt that has no meaning for me Let me bleed This ever-lasting sense of peace A memory stabbing me A curtain call for my defeat The more I fight, the less I'm free Every day a self-interrogation No matter the situation A confession room for my fixations Four walls, dead air, and a blank stare Another problem beyond repair But I'm the only one that seems to care My demons are so vicious, screaming their superstitions Don't want to know what it means The sequence as it reads 9 17 39 13 My demons are so vicious, screaming their superstitions Don't want to know what it means The sequence cuts through Let me bleed This ever-lasting sense of peace A memory stabbing me A curtain call for my defeat The more I fight, the less I'm free Can't settle this debt If there is a price I pay Best to fucking stay away Let me bleed This ever-lasting sense of peace A memory stabbing me A curtain call for my defeat The more I fight, the less I'm free I'm chasing phantoms and losing sight I'm left with only my state of mind These imperfections they leave behind They stretch, stretch on