Devil

The kids are all alright
Just give them some time

With every passing day
They begin to fade

When he was in eighth grade
He began to change

To the devil incarnate
Inside his brain

He began to throw himself
In front of the entirety of hell

So he could feel something
Besides emptiness

So he stuck it in
So he could feel something

Stuck it in his mouth
So he could love himself

But it didn't work at all
Now he sits and crawls

And stalls to reach the door
To where he needs to be

Where he needs to be
Where he needs to be
Where we need to be
Where he needs to see

Finally at the edge of
Everything at once

Find it in my soul
And kiss it off my lips

I am only growing now
You let me down