It took a while but drove me senseless
Now they say I’m not “compos mentis”
Little wonder I’m still hearing it all
Staring off from the guilt free on the wall
That’s what it happens when you mess with matches:
Everything should reduce to ashes
Now I’m lost and broken hearted
My dreams have barely started
You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind
I know you’re gone but you’re never out of my mind
Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind
My memory’s photographic
Some of those images stop the traffic
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t you
The feel I had was nothing new
I’m not guilty but I’m conscious, of that lead weight on my conscience
Another thing I have to mention, sadly there’s no redemption
You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind
I know you’re gone but you’re never out of my mind
Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind
Oh, what a lonely life
Oh, what a lonely life
You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind
I know you’re gone but you’re never out of my mind
Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind