Talkin to MySelf

Nobody wanna talk to me so I talk to myself.
But thats ok cause who knows me better than me?
The voices tellin me to take the stuff of the shelf.
But I cant do that that would be wrong see?
Nobody is around so it doesnt matter what I say.
Comin' out the darkness are the Inner DemonZ.
They havent been out and are ready to play.
But this cant be real I must be dreamin.
Walkin down the hall still hearin' the voices.
They tellin me some werid things in my head.
What they tryin to do is make all of my choices.
But they doin a good job convincin me Im dead.
All by myself at night hearin strange things.
DemonZ reacon havoc within my own soul.
Hearin the damned as the only Angel sings.
Gettin lost to this pain and Im losin control.
They try to help me butthey need to get back.
Dont kow what to do I cant sleep at night.
But when the DemonZ play Im quick to attack.
Doesnt matter whose wrong cause I know Im right.
So sit back and enjoy the Freakshow.
Sittin up here doin nothing anymore.
Cause Im chillin with the Master of Shadow.
So you need to turn around and walk out the door.
Hearin' vices in my head and I dont know what to do.
Thinkin that the Angels dont really exist.
Tellin' me the right thing is to kill you.
Glad Im rollin' with the Demon of the Mist.