Again.

You know I'd really like to know if it will end

This pounding in my head

The screaming voices that won't quiet

The constant verbal diet

I think for a second I've made it through

And then once again the bottle will unscrew

Flooding all the fears and tears

All the emotions I've locked away for years

You think that you've made it through

But every time there is something new

It sets off the old trauma

Reenacted like a victorian drama

I'd love to say I'm living proof

That you can let go of the things that haunt you

But I know that I'm a sham

Cause I still cling to tightly to my demons

To ever be considered one of the saved