[Demons - Imagine Dragons🎶]Â
My heart has stopped.
My thoughts are silent.
The light of my utopia has gone out.
Half of my inner voice is dead.
On this night either hate me
or hate me.
I'm passionate about loves
that are like hate.
I was stuck.
To the square of my pain.
To my heart's verb.
To the philosophy of my mind.
I've been struck
by the geography of my hands.
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