Demons in My Pocket

Recording

Verse
I got demons in my back pocket, whisperin’ sweet sin,
They follow me around, they’re my next of kin.
A lion in my brain, oh, it roars all night,
Keeps me up with a hunger, burning so bright.

Pre-Chorus
People all adore me, they think I’m a saint,
But I’m spinnin’ my wheels, baby, I sure ain’t.
Got a fire in my soul, I can’t contain,
It’s a dirty little secret, a runaway train.

Chorus
I’m the preacher, I’m the thief, I’m the sinner in chains,
I’m the wild one runnin’ with blood in my veins.
They love me, they hate me, they feed off my name,
I got demons in my pocket and a lion in my brain.

Verse
Took a stroll through the valley where the shadows creep,
Woke the devil in the alley where secrets sleep.
Every smile’s a weapon, every glance a game,
I’m a fool for the thrill, but I ain’t to blame.

Pre-Chorus
The crowd’s got me twisted, they’re beggin’ for more,
But my demons, oh baby, they keep the score.
Howlin’ at the moonlight, I’m ridin’ that wave,
One step to glory, the next to the grave.

Chorus
I’m the preacher, I’m the thief, I’m the sinner in chains,
I’m the wild one runnin’ with blood in my veins.
They love me, they hate me, they feed off my name,
I got demons in my pocket and a lion in my brain.

Bridge
A bottle in my hand, guitar slung low,
Living for the stage, but it’s taking its toll.
The angel on my shoulder’s just laughin’ away,
While the lion keeps prowlin’, wanting me to stay.

Chorus
I’m the preacher, I’m the thief, I’m the sinner in chains,
I’m the wild one runnin’ with blood in my veins.
They love me, they hate me, they feed off my name,
I got demons in my pocket and a lion in my brain.

Outro
So I’ll ride this high wire ‘til it snaps in two,
With my demons and my lion, I’ll see it through.
Let ‘em call me crazy, I’ll wear that crown,
Got my demons in my pocket, won’t let ‘em down.

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