Daemons

Electronic rock with jungle/drum-and-bass influence

I’ve never really felt that I was ever good enough
But even I can be improved if I just stay tough
My teeth are metal reinforced
My eyes are plastic lens
And daemons run inside my head
Imaginary friends

To make a statue take a hammer and smash what you don’t want
To sharpen up a blade just scrape until the dull is gone
They say you must destroy yourself in order to create
Before you can be loved, you must be someone you hate

I will change

The daemons run inside my head and tell me what is wrong
They point out what can be improved and they focus on my flaws
I listen to their whispering and I hear what they say:
I am still not good enough
So I smash and scrape
Smash and scrape away

I can change
Try harder
Am I still the same?
Still the same