Ah, Emilie, why do you inspire me so much that I have to churn out a song about my own instability in under 40 minutes?
We are the ones nobody wants
We are the ones the demon haunts.
The demon stalks these sterilized hallways
And each of us fears he’ll kill us always.
Kill me slowly, one piece at a time
Torment my thoughts ‘til I can’t even rhyme.
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