When the demons came to play
I was just a little girl
Knowing right from wrong I
Learned from a church song
A hymn about Jesus
How he died for sin
How god is love
And so is sex
Both divine in my 4 year old mind
When the demons come to play
I had to find a way to fight
Find the method in the madness
Use the meth to cure the sadness
Until one day I realized
I wasn’t sure, did
He beat me cause I left him
Or if I left him cause he beat me
Which came first?
The demons or the dope?
And how do I wish them away.
