Demons

Demons - The Lawrence Arms

I got too drunk at your wedding

And my voice got loud

And I said some creepy things

And I staggered around

And even though your best man

Had to kick me out

It was a pretty good time either way

It seems a fight broke out

And an old man was yelling

Cause no one was buying

All the b******t he was selling

And he threw all his keepsakes

On the ground and walked away

Cursing hard to bring back yesterday

And the dying ain't gonna stop

Just because you walk away

And you can cry for the things that you've lost

But you're never gonna bring back these days

I hate the Mondays and the Fridays

Cause they always define

The endless March of pushing ruthlessly to the light

Well if I'm gonna be dying

Then I'm gonna get high

And scream until I'm not feeling the pain

Let's burn a bridge for the f**k of it

And kill this night

With some beers down at the pits

With whiskey lips and we'll try

To love for a moment and forget for the night

That life doesn't usually feel great

And the dying ain't gonna stop

Just because you walk away

And you can cry for the things that you've lost

But you're never gonna bring back these days

Where we gonna go now

That everything's shut down

I can't go home so where

Do you want to go now

Let's bring it back around

To where everybody's singing that

The dying ain't gonna stop

Just because you walk away

And you can cry for the things that you've lost

But you're never gonna bring back these days

You're never gonna bring back these days