time seems to have stopped and demons in far corners of my [bad word] back and haunt me, when nowhere and nothing seems to be safe and impulses are lying dead I realise attempt is vain. 
Life is a waterfall that sweeps you away, no matter how hard you try to cling onto what you know, and I demand myself to withstand and fight back
Show me your false concerned faces and tell me you really hope things will get better and then get  back to what you know best.
Play rough as you always did, pretending to feel pity for us and [bad word] us down 
We cannot know what thoughts we will weave but be sure that sooner or later who that wants us dead will be [bad word] Shame on you