It took a while but it drove me senseless
Now they say I'm not "Compos Mentis" *
Little wonder I'm still hearing it all

Staring off from the guilt free on the wall
That's what it happens when you mess with matches:
Everything should reduce to ashes

Now I'm lost and broken hearted
My dreams have barely started


You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind
I know you're gone but you're never out of my mind
Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind


My memory's photographic; Some of those images stop the traffic
It wasn't me, it wasn't you; the feel I had was nothing new

I'm not guilty but I'm conscious, of that lead weight on my conscience
Another thing I have to mention, sadly there's no redemption


You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind
I know you're gone but you're never out of my mind
Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind


Ow, what a lonely life
Ow, what a lonely life


You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind
I know you're gone but you're never out of my mind

Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind