Demon To Lean On

You and I pace along the grass And think of what we had Ambivalent and young We're probably just dumb The truth is that it hurts And what's it really worth? No hope and no future Holding a gun to my head So send me an angel Or bury me deeply instead With demons to lean on In the sky, it's never coming back No hope and no future We'll die the same loser Holding a gun to my head So send me an angel Or bury me deeply instead With demons to lean on No, from it all Not at all, at all, at all, at all No, from it all Not at all, at all, at all, at all, at all Holding a gun to my head So send me an angel Or bury me deeply instead With demons to lean on Holding a gun to my head So send me an angel Or bury me deeply instead With demons to lean on Holding a gun to my head Holding a gun to my head Holding a gun to my head With demons to lean on