The Wyrdling Wall
Is there so much God damned weight on your shoulders That you can't just live your motherfucking life The story's getting old and my heart is getting colder I just wanna be Jekyll, but I'm always fighting Hyde You've got rocks in your head, I can hear them rolling 'round You can say that you're above it, but you're always falling down Is there a method to your madness? Is it all about pride? Everyone I know, they've got a demon inside -- Five Finger Death Punch
