Demons

We’ve all got our demons

Yours lives in a bottle

Skipping and jumpin’

Through your veins

At first he was a friend

A real nice fellow

‘Till he got sad and lonely

Cuz he couldn’t cure the pain

And the sundown

Running like a bloodhound

This flood don’t make a sound

In the hot dark night

And the broken windows

The scars only I know

Listening to the wind blow

Through my mind

We all got our demons

Yours lies in a bottle

I pray every night

That he don’t meet mine

At first I knew him well

Now he aint got a soul to sell

Ain’t got no story to tell

He’s just standing in the rain

And the sundown

Running like a bloodhound

This flood don’t make a sound

In the hot dark night

And the broken windows

The scars only I know

Listening to the wind blow

Through my mind

We’ve all got our demons

Waiting at the crossroads

I’m holding you close

Hoping that you’ll come home