I built a home, with so many walls. Packed them full of secrets then I broke them all. Now I'm exposed and everyone can see what's really going on inside of me. My thoughts are running wild, having dreams about this child. Now the future, seems so far away. Why can't today become yesterday? Please come back inside. Demons like me use the dark to hide. As the sun sets behind, we believe we are safe in our dreams, as the sun sets behind. I miss my home without any walls. Roof over my head but I think it's gonna fall. But now I realize I don't need anyone in my life. I don't need anyone but myself. But myself could use somebody else. Please come back inside. Demons like me have been romanticized. This could be just what we need and this could be what you mean. It's what we need. I rather die in love than live alone. Lilith come take me away. Demons like me have been fictionalized.