Back to Hell (Matt's Home demo)

Like the pills in your hand, I'll never let you down

And like the bugs in your bed, under my skin now

Devouring all that's left of me

Devouring all that's left of me

In the palm of your hand, a resting place

All the guilt in the land resting on me

And we're crushing beneath it, falling beside ourselves

And we're wishing to break this never ending spell

Send us back to hell, we've had our fill of heaven

Give us back our sins, deadly one through seven

Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes

Grind us down to dust, we'll never trust in anything we're told

Like the pills in your hand, I'll never let you down

And like the bugs in your bed, under my skin now

They're devouring all that's left of me

Yeah, they're devouring all that's left of me

Send us back to hell, we've had our fill of heaven

Give us back our sins deadly one through seven

Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes

Grind us down to dust, we'll never trust in anything we're told