Turn it off
I scraped my knees when I was praying
and found a demon in my safest haven, seems like
it's getting harder to believe in anything,
and just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts.
I wanna know what it'd be like
to find perfection in my pride,
to see nothing in the light?
But turn it off
in all my spite,
in all my spite
I'll turn it off. ...