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Ol\u00e1, Dem\u00f3nios,<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Ol\u00e1, Ansiedade,<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Ol\u00e1, Mestre T\u00f3xico,<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Ol\u00e1, a semente da confus\u00e3o,<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Ol\u00e1, a todos v\u00f3s, meus companheiros de viagem na vida. <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I’ve trapped you. You’ve got nowhere to go. You’re weak and broken. Just like I used to be when I was under your control. But now, the wheel of fortune has turned the other way.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Est\u00e1 a doer? Sente-se impotente? <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n Eu sei que era, at\u00e9 vos ter transformado em espect\u00e1culos de p\u00f3 sem sentido. <\/span><\/p>\n I\u2019ve locked you in the deepest corners of my mind and soul. I\u2019ve taken the key. I\u2019m your master now. You\u2019ll dance to the music I play.<\/span><\/p>\n Outrora, tu eras eu. Outrora, eram voc\u00eas que tinham todas as cartas na m\u00e3o. Controlavam a minha vida. Estavam a correr desenfreadamente. <\/span><\/p>\n Voc\u00eas estavam a divertir-se \u00e0 grande enquanto eu estava agachado no canto escuro da cela onde me puseram, derrotado e sozinho.<\/span><\/p>\n Ver tamb\u00e9m:<\/strong>\u00a0Para a pessoa que me tirou da escurid\u00e3o<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Anxiety\u2026<\/i><\/b>mantinha-me prisioneira de cada vez que eu tentava sair. Sempre que eu tentava sair e falar com as pessoas, puxavas-me pelos cabelos, fazendo-me gritar de dor porque eu tentava lutar contigo. <\/span><\/p>\n Mas perdi.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n Toxic master\u2026<\/i><\/b>you held me as your prisoner every time anxiety locked me up. You were the one who fed me with suicidal thoughts\u2014with thoughts of hurting myself. You were the one telling me I can\u2019t make it. You were the evil whisper in my ear telling me I\u2019m not good enough.<\/span><\/p>\n The seed of mess\u2026<\/i><\/b>you held me as your prisoner when my toxic master planted you deep inside me. He nourished you and watered you to grow. You were the one who didn\u2019t allow me to clear up my thoughts\u2014to differentiate right from wrong. You wouldn\u2019t let me see the light. You\u2019ve sent me nothing but storms and rain to keep me hidden\u2014hidden in the \u2018safe\u2019.<\/span><\/p>\n My dear demons\u2026<\/i><\/b>I\u2019m talking to you from the surface where it\u2019s sunny and beautiful. I\u2019m talking to you from the place where it\u2019s my time to run wild. I\u2019m talking to you because I want you to know I\u2019m happy. I\u2019m happy because I\u2019m free.<\/span><\/p>\n Ver tamb\u00e9m:<\/strong>\u00a0A ansiedade \u00e9 uma cabra, mas eu sou a maior<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n You ARE demons, but you\u2019re MY demons. <\/i><\/b><\/p>\n You\u2019re my constant reminders that I have to fight to survive.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n