Music and Lyrics by P. Wagner)

I?ve been sitting, wondering. Where am I to go ?
I spend time on too many things, turn my tides too slow.

I never felt so sick, that?s all I know,
but when I hit my strings too loud
Then I will let my demons out

My rage - there?s danger in my smile.
My rage - no, this is not my style.

Int he suburbs of my mind lives a gang of four,
joining me from time to time in my mental war.

I never felt so mean, that?s all I know.
But when I hit my strings too loud
then I will let my demons out

My rage ...