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)