Besedila: Zonaria. Imaginary Enemy.

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I?m feeling something twisting under my skin
Breaking me down, taking control, leaving nothing

The devil in me
Which no one wants to see
So rescue me or kill me
I don?t care where i will be

It?s not to late to face my enemy
But i?m slippin? away and growing weak
And still strong is he

I know i have to get him out of my mind
Before i take my life

Who can i blame
For giving me this pain
Is it my own imaginary enemy

I know i have to get him out of my mind
Before i take my life

Who can i blame
For giving me this pain
Is it my own imaginary enemy