Demon
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H, E double L
We are each our own devil
And we make this world our own hell
He grew up being fed lies
And didn't get the option to have an education
Had a tube of pringles a day if he got lucky
Maybe some bread on the side to go with it
Always listened to what you'd say
Except when it involved lifestyle habits or changes needed
Not a penny to his name but always okay for a gargle
Unable to speak so you drink and smoke yourself dry
Hey, Hey hey
Hey, Hey hey
H, E double L
H, E double L
Hell!
Balls to the walls for movie quotes
He'd tell you what year Beth Davis died in a tick or toke
Smoked a full pack of smokes without an ashtray
And even saved his cans for recycling after
Always struggled with this game called life
Trapped in a herd and always misunderstood
And the main thing is this lad was a sound fella
Always paid his respects around the time it all went to hell
Crippled with guilt, he lived his whole life like a shadow
Thrown a few cans at 10, he was fucked before it even started
And always used to say Look after one an other
Because this game has it's missing pieces
And he died in a hospital bed
Surrounded by the ones that loved him most
A half a can of Heineken on his bedside table
With yesterday's newspaper
With tomorrow's odds circled
Wondering where all his time went?
He was fucked before it started
And he died in a hospital bed
Surrounded by the ones he loved, and loved him most
No more stories to be telling
And no more time left
And I'm sorry if my music makes you emotional
But these story's need to be told
H, E double L
H, E double L
Hell!
Hell! Hell!