Shiloh

Shiloh sold his soul this afternoon For a bicycle and a big red balloon His pops will stumble through the front door soon Shiloh sold his soul this afternoon Shiloh's mother doesn't care for god Once hopeful prayers choked by gentle sobs Limp across the freshly cut front lawn Shiloh's mother doesn't care for god 'Cause they were blessed by Drunken angels with no discretion At 2AM on a Sunday morning Honestly she hardly notices now Shiloh's older brother's getting high While their little sister tells a lie To all their friends she says their getting by Shiloh's older brother's getting high Shiloh knows the things will be okay He was promised a red-letter day And all he has to do is smile and wait Shiloh knows the things will be okay 'Cause he sold his soul to a fallen angel down At the playground One afternoon under fleeting daylight Honestly, he hardly notices now Shiloh's brother OD'd on the front porch but That's alright 'cause The cops came and they saw his father Eyes coiled in red circles Sends his mother hurtling Down the staircase to the judgement of Someone who he's not sure if He's entirely unfamiliar with 'Cause they were blessed by Drunken angels With no discretion At 2AM on a Sunday morning Honestly, he hardly notices now 'Cause he sold his soul to a Fallen angel down At the playground one afternoon Under fleeting daylight Honestly He's forgotten about it now He's forgotten about it now He's forgotten about it now