The shadows dance upon my bedroom wall
Swallowing the light, I struggle to hold
There's a voice deep down, a dark and hollow ring
Whispering secrets, trying to drag me down

It's a distorted mirror I can't seem to break
A familiar face that makes my hand still shake
The line is blurring between the right and the wrong
And the battle starts before the break of dawn

Oh, the devil in I, he is no stranger, he's an old friend
A soul parasite, waiting for the very end
I feed him, I hate him, yet I call him by my name
The price of freedom is always the pain
The devil in I, he will not leave, he only smiles
He says: You are me, why do you walk for miles?

His eyes are mine, but the vision is cold and bare
He thrives on the chaos that my own mind can share
I lock him up in chains of reason and of grace
But he gnaws them down, reminds me of my life's disgrace

It's a distorted mirror I can't seem to break
A familiar face that makes my hand still shake
The line is blurring between the right and the wrong
And the battle starts before the break of dawn

Oh, the devil in I, he is no stranger, he's an old friend
A soul parasite, waiting for the very end
I feed him, I hate him, yet I call him by my name
The price of freedom is always the pain
The devil in I, he will not leave, he only smiles
He says: You are me, why do you walk for miles?

They told me to exorcise, to pray, to run away
But how do you escape from something that lives and breathes inside your clay?
I realized the peace is not to fight and to win
But to embrace the fire, so I can start again

Oh, the devil in I, he is no stranger, he's an old friend
A soul parasite, waiting for the very end
I feed him, I hate him, yet I call him by my name
The price of freedom is always the pain
The devil in I, he will not leave, he only smiles
He says: You are me, why do you walk for miles?

The devil in I
Is me