Demons

Broken, coy, girlish, sweet
Looks like something good to eat
Your record playing on repeat
Record playing on repeat

Years will come; pain leaves slow
Numb the pain before you go
I know you know,
I know you know I know (I fucking know)

Alright, let's go
All I am asking is why
I can't keep my demons outside
Holding you isn't a sin
My lovers, addicts, and friends

The poor are dead; the rich are clean
Every church a ponzi scheme
Life is sick; a fever dream
Life is sick; a fever dream
Peace on earth and mercy mild
But there's no sinner reconciled
There's no dame in domicile (It's wild!)
(Seven years have gone by... it's fucking wild, can you believe it?)

All I am asking is why
I can't keep my demons outside
Holding you isn't a sin
My lovers, addicts, and friends
All I am asking is why
I can't keep my demons outside
Holding you isn't a sin
My lovers, addicts, and friends

It's feeling fine, this time apart
I pushed myself hard
I pushed my heart

All I am asking is why
I can't keep my demons outside
Holding you isn't a sin
My lovers, addicts, and friends
All I am asking is why
I can't keep my demons outside
Holding you isn't a sin
My lovers, addicts, and friends



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Regan
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