Demons

Tejon Street Corner Thieves

Compositor: Tejon Street Corner Thieves

Well, there's a burning a deep down low, there's a sadness in my soul
I'll keep on drinkin' till I can't see you straingh
There's poison in my cup, I won't think twice to drink it up
I'm wonderin' if I'll even make it through the day

Oh, there is fire in my grave
Oh, there is fire in my grave
What do those demons say?
Whoa, whoa
What do those demons say?
Whoa, whoa

Well, these blue devils in my brain, they've been driving me insane
And these bugs crawling all on my skin
But I'm trying to resist, and I'm trying to fight them all
But I'm thinking that these devils will win

Oh, there is fire in my grave
Oh, there is fire in my grave
What do those demons say?
Whoa, whoa
What do those demons say?
Whoa, whoa

These bars and cigars go down smooth
Just like every lie I use
With every sip we are losing time
It's a curse I can't control
Oh it's truly took a hold
I'll take a number, but I'll cut the line

Oh, there is fire in my grave
Oh, there is fire in my grave
What do those demons say?
Whoa, whoa
What do those demons say?
Whoa, whoa
What do those demons say?
Whoa, whoa
What do those demons say?
Whoa, whoa

Well, there's a burning a deep down low, there's a sadness in my soul
I'll keep on drinkin' till I can't see you straingh
There's poison in my cup, I won't think twice to drink it up
I'm wonderin' if I'll even make it through the day