As I walk into the room it gets colder
A weary eye as I look over my shoulder
Slowly turn to face it, fears unwound
It steps back, not even making a sound
"Strangely enough, I think I've seen you before"
The room left empty, you were never there
In perpetual melancholy, amusement is rare
Two sides to my brain, neither one I can spare
I got demons in my head
And a troll in my heart
I see you in a new light,
something I thought I could never do
Weep, in fact beg
For what you want most is that you can never have
Absent minded to the point of despair
Completely blinded, I know you don't care
Internal monsters
Vanquished to the point of insanity
I know who I may be,
but who are you?
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