Soundtracks - Demon Host - Timber Timbre lyrics

d**h she must have been your will A bone beneath the reaper's veil With your voice my belly sunk And I began to feel so drunk Candle candle on my clock Oh lord I must have heard you knock me out of bed As the flames licked my head and my lungs filled up black in their tiny little shack It was real and I repent All those messages you sent clear as day, but in the night Oh I couldn't get it right Here is a church and here is a steeple Open the doors there are the people And all their little hearts at ease For another week's disease And eagle eagle towel and scream I never once left in between I was on the fence and I never wanted your two cents Down my throat in the pit, with my head upon the spit Oh reverend please can I chew your ear? I have become what I most fear And I know there's no such thing as ghosts but I have seen the demon host