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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!