That's the Spirit

my mind is dragging me away
digging a hole and burying me
in jealousy
the smell of burning paper
floats through the crack in my window
there's a devil in the air
he's at the door he's in my bed
he's under my skin
it's making me say
slow down please
why do i have to make it so hard
slow down please
why do i have to make it so hard

I know
This isn’t how I should be thinking
I know
But these feelings are eating me alive

The day is breaking
But you’re still in it
Keep your chin up
That’s the spirit