Mathilde Santing Tiny Demons
One of them plays the piccolo in my ear another one makes me smell things that aren't there And they know where to hide and they know everything that's inside of my head Tiny demons inside me
One of them ties a lasso around my heart another one makes me nod when I drive the car And they won't ever leave but they won't show their faces to me
And they wait till I feel like they're gone and they jump out and steal my relief tiny demons
And they know where to hide and they know everything that's inside of my head tiny demons
And they won't ever leave but they won't show their faces to me tiny demons inside me
