Demons

by Joe Moore   Aug 3, 2004


Pulled into a gas station
Hand completely on E
When a man asked
If he could pump my gas for me

No I said, I got it
Maybe I'll catch you next time
So he started to holler
Cause he couldn't get my dollar
That let me know he was out of his mind

Then he got real desperate
tried to sell me his funky shirt
told him to get the hell on
before somebody gets hurt

As he started to leave
He reached for my keys
it's funny how quick you can lose it

cause just that quick
i hit his ass in the lip
and grabbed the gas pump to use it

I sprayed him with gasoline
Pulled my lighter from my jeans
ask my folk i'm not a liar

but he took off running
gasoline just dripping
fled from the wrath of the fire

My demons have this game they play
Can we bring him to his knees today
Can we make him curse his king
Can we make him lose everything
trick him to call the devil when he pray

My demons love messing with me
Want me sad for eternity
Beat me while I'm weak
Catch me while I seek
Better ways from the God in me

One day my cousin called for a favor
Needed money to pay the rent
Well I had my bills
Prescriptions to be filled
But he can't lose his apartment

So I loan my last little bit
hopefully i won't regret it
Next thing I know
My cousin on the phone
Calling me from a the cruise ship deck

Said he didn't go and pay the rent
That my little money he'd spent
Didn't care about the bill
thought a cruise would be a thrill
But now he's in confinement

On the boat stealing poker chips
In my pocket he's still trying to dip
Will I Western Union his bail
So he can get out of jail
And he didn't want to hear my lip

My demons have this game they play
Can we bring him to his knees today?
Can we make him curse his king?
Can we make him lose everything?
trick him to call the devil when he pray

My demons love playing for keeps
Want me sad throughout eternity
Beat me while I'm weak
Catch me while I seek
better ways from the god within me.

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