Frank Turner - Demons Lyrics
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Demons
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What Are The Lyrics For Demons By Frank Turner?
Yeah!
If life gives you demons, make a deal Meet them at the crossroad, cross your fingers, and sign a seal Hey philosophers, make way Pascal never had too much stomach for gambling anyway At this truth we have arrived God damn, it's great to be alive If life gives you demons, make demands Take them to the mountain tops, show them the valley, then take a chance Hey physicians, heal thyself I'll make my own way down to Hell without your help At this truth we have arrived: God damn, it's great to be alive Doesn't it just break your heart to know That none of this will last You're not delivering a perfect body to the grave Time is not there to be saved Life is a holiday A moment stolen from [?] Before the demons drag you back You won't get everything you wanted Dry mouth, taste of blood The iron on the tongue brings up something ancient, something before the flood Dust down, stand tall Life gave me demons, but I made friends with the devil, so I'm invincible At this truth we have arrived: God damn, it's great to be alive You're not delivering a perfect body to the grave Time is not there to be saved Life is a holiday A moment stolen from [?] Before the demons drag you back You won't get everything you wanted But you will never be defeated You won't get everything you wanted But you will never be defeated You won't get everything you wanted But you will never be defeated |
Who Wrote Demons By Frank Turner?
Frank Turner
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