Demon Lyrics

I always wind up fighting off these hunters

And in calm space

Every reason falls off and I wonder

If ever I could speak

Is it you or is it me

That gets cut by this disease?

Is it you or is it me

That gets caught?

Having second thoughts could kill two lovers

Or thoughts of defeat

Does it often fall back as I wonder

If ever I could speak?

Is it you or is it me

That gets cut by this disease?

Is it you or is it me

That gets caught?

I am that plot that gets mangled in the pins

I am that spot that gets worn off in the end

I am that plot that gets mangled in the pins

I am that spot that gets caught up and caught up

I am that spot that gets mangled

I am that plot that gets caught

I am that spot that gets mangled

I am that spot

But two boxes remain

If we could only dust them off and memorize the real phrase

We have bled let our supply

If we don't give up soon they're sure to find a blade

And we'll die

We have have bled our full supply

If we don't give up soon they're sure to find a blade

And we'll die

We have bled our full supply deny

If we don't give up soon they're sure to find a blade

And we'll die

We are awful, awful, awful

We are awful

I always wind up fighting off these hunters

And in strange ways everybody falls off

And I wonder

If ever I could speak

Is it you or is it me

That get cut by this disease?

Is it you or is it me

That gets caught?