Scoundrel Days (Demo)

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Ha!

And...

Was that somebody screaming...

It wasn't me for sure

I lift my head up from uneasy pillows

Put my feet on the floor

Cut my wrist on a bad thought

And head for the door

Outside on the pavement

The dark makes no noise

I can feel the sweat on my lips

Leaking into my mouth

I'm stepping out for the steep hills

They're leaving me no

Choice

And see

As our lives are in the making

We believe

Through the lies and the hating

That love go...

For want of an option

I run the streams through

I dream pictures of houses burning

Never knowing nothing else to do

With death comes the morning

Unannounced and new

Was it too much to ask for

To pull a little weight

They forgive anything but greatness

These are scoundrel days

I'm close to calling out their names

As pride hits my face

And see

As our lives are in the making

We believe through their lies and the hating

That love goes free...

Oh it only ever happens to me once

Doesn't come again

I think somebody's lost me here

Afraid and lonely

A long time ago

Reach the edge of town

I've got blood in my hair

Their hands touch my body

From everywhere

But I know that I've made it

As I run into the air

(Organ Solo)

We believe

Through the lies and the hating

That love goes free

Through scoundrel days

And scoundrel days