1st verse to a song

[pzk19]

wrote this when i was on dxm..so ya little freakky

over and over again i hear these voices
they persuade me with these delivish choices
i have no options, and i have no way out
i wish that these demons would just get the fuck out
im running out of power and my brains the drought
so at times i cry
try to clear my head, try to clear my mind
atleast do something, before someone here dies
so when i admit its these demons dont say that its lies
cuz i told you i had devilish ties on the inside
they over power me at times, so i commit wicked crimez
half the time im not really there, so how is this fair?
that im spendin my life in jail without parol or bail?
no im not mentally ill
i pop pillz on my free will
just to make these demons stand dead still