The Dead South - Ballad for Janowski lyrics

Sittin' in your living room, while the sun is shining through, You see reflections, and the shadows they cast When the demon grabs you boy, you better run to ma** Oh So we sing, until the demons gone And we will play his games until we play them all So we dance, the night away He will turn his head in shame As he walks away, hey, hey, heeyyy You fly so high, you can almost touch the sky You breath so deep no one else can Get no sleep You flaot away all the problems we had today But inside of you theirs A demon breaking through Oh So we sing, until the demons gone And we will play his games until, we play them all So we dance, the night away He will turn his head in shame As he walks away Nananananan