Demon Boys Rising

(yeah) (they don't really know who runs the dark) (watch your back) Demon

boys creeping when the sunset fades Cold black hoodies and the tinted

shades Never fold, never run,

we don't feel no pain Turn a quiet boulevard to a roaring

flame Demon boys rising from the bottom floor

(from the floor) Kicking open every single locked up door (yeah,

what!)

Started in the basement counting loose change Now we flip the script

and we re-route the game Foot heavy on the gas,

tires scream in the lane Got a hunger in the chest that

will never be tame Eyes on the target,

hands steady on the wheel They talk a lot of fiction,

we deliver what is real Late night council where the plots get

planned Turn the cold concrete into promised land

(let's go)

Demon boys creeping when the sunset fades Cold black hoodies and the

tinted shades Never fold,

never run, we don't feel no pain Turn a quiet boulevard to

a roaring flame Demon boys rising from the bottom floor

(from the floor) Kicking open every single locked up door (kick

it in!)

We don't sleep when the clock hits three Every single shadow in

the street belongs to me They tried to lock the gate,

left us out in the rain Now they gotta watch us run

the whole terrain Built from the scrap,

heavy iron on the mind Leave every doubt and hesitation way behind

Got the squad lined up,

ten toes on the floor And if you want a war,

we can settle the score (woo)

Out of the smoke,

out of the haze Walking right through the fire and blaze

(they can't

hold

us)

(nah, they can't stop us)

Demon boys creeping when the sunset fades Cold black hoodies and the

tinted shades Never fold,

never run, we don't feel no pain Turn a quiet boulevard to

a roaring flame Demon boys rising from the bottom floor

(from the floor) Kicking open every single locked up door (yeah!)

Demon boys.

Yeah, we own the night. (hahaha)