Why does it seem the songs about hating myself, 
Are the ones the kids look up to?
Well you're in luck because I'm in hell.
Cause It's not art, if it's not dark, and shows the ugly truth, 
I write all of these songs for me, 
But the contract I signed sees things differently.
But what if I'm not strong enough to be
The broken bastard that I am, and the hero that they need?
[Chorus]
Do you believe we all have demons?
Do you believe we all have secrets?
Time can feel like flame, 
But even stars burn out someday.
So do you see (do you see) the stars (the stars)?
They shine for no one, they shine for no one! 
Between the years of hiding my darkness underneath, 
And the quest for finding my identity, 
I can't sleep! Without the bottle to drown my anxiety.
I can't sleep! And this insomni-addiction is killing me.
It is killing me! Oh! 
Don't look up to me, cause I can only look down on myself, 
And so would you, if only you ever really knew the real me.
I tried to keep my burdens at bay, but a bend's about to break.
Because my mouth's grown tired of the all the lies and smiles it fakes.
But what if I'm not strong enough to be
The damaged desolate I am, and the hero that they need?
[Chorus]
Do you believe we all have demons?
Do you believe we all have secrets?
Time can feel like flame, 
But even stars burn out someday.
So do you see (do you see) the stars (the stars)?
There's a hole at the bottom only I can see, 
Where my heart once was where it used to be, 
And now the choir sings.
There's a hole at the bottom, time gave to me, 
Where a darkness grows and the light's fading, 
And now the choir sings, "Come home to the fire".
Beg and Burn! 
(Come home to the fire)
Beg and Burn! 
(Come home to the fire)
Beg and Burn! 
(Come home to the fire)
[Chorus]
Do you believe we all have demons?
Do you believe we all have secrets?
Time can feel like flame, 
But even stars burn out someday.
So do you see (do you see) the stars (the stars)?
They shine for no one, they shine for no one! 
They shine for no one, they shine for no one!