Demon Teeth
Twenty something
Years of seclusion
Seems to be quite enough
Just get me out of this town
It's like a dried up,
lake full of debris and I am starting to drown
Sometimes I can see clearer
Through rear view mirrors
Then windshields with
All the places I've been
How do I find my destination?
Neither one of us is getting out
Of the situation alive
Until the other one dies
And it wont be me
You clench your hold like you clench your teeth
And I will send you back to hell
Holding your jaw,
Like your demon teeth
Your demon teeth
Put your ghosts in the past
Don't put your torment back
Beneath it's reoccurring
Pull apart its jaw
And smash out its teeth
Who do I believe?
When everyone sees and speaks
Based in part by what they themselves believe
I'd Rather see a man of god
Than hear from one
Any day of the week
So take hold of these demons
Cast them into pigs
But don't let a single one of them leap
Take their filth
And let them learn
(No, no, no, no) Just let them teach
[x2]
Instead of reading the book (I've read the book)
Try Meeting The Author (I've met the author)
That's my problem, I've had the devil on both sides
With god at the bottom (ughhhh)
Chin Up
Chin Up
He doesn't pick where he stands,
I pick where I place him.
Years of seclusion
Seems to be quite enough
Just get me out of this town
It's like a dried up,
lake full of debris and I am starting to drown
Sometimes I can see clearer
Through rear view mirrors
Then windshields with
All the places I've been
How do I find my destination?
Neither one of us is getting out
Of the situation alive
Until the other one dies
And it wont be me
You clench your hold like you clench your teeth
And I will send you back to hell
Holding your jaw,
Like your demon teeth
Your demon teeth
Put your ghosts in the past
Don't put your torment back
Beneath it's reoccurring
Pull apart its jaw
And smash out its teeth
Who do I believe?
When everyone sees and speaks
Based in part by what they themselves believe
I'd Rather see a man of god
Than hear from one
Any day of the week
So take hold of these demons
Cast them into pigs
But don't let a single one of them leap
Take their filth
And let them learn
(No, no, no, no) Just let them teach
[x2]
Instead of reading the book (I've read the book)
Try Meeting The Author (I've met the author)
That's my problem, I've had the devil on both sides
With god at the bottom (ughhhh)
Chin Up
Chin Up
He doesn't pick where he stands,
I pick where I place him.
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Hieser, Garret Rapp, Steven Carey, Ramon Mendoza
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