Ten Toes

I feel like I'm emotionless anymore when I try,

I would have to be hopeless if I was

willing to die, but I'm not,

I'ma come back with a head count when I rise,

You could call it the underground, I'ma call it demon skies,

A real demon tries while the angels don't

even bother,

They want to watch me fail while I'm trying to be a father,

The old me's dead and gone and the new me defeat a vision,

I'm just trying to raise the roof while I'm asleep without a ceiling,

And we wake up every morning expecting to see the healing,