SOMETIMES THEY´RE IN A BOTTLE SOMETIMES A PAIR OF HIGH-HEELED SHOES SOME COME ROLLED IN PAPER SOME HAVE SIX STRINGS THAT ONLY PLAY THE BLUES ONCE YOU´VE MET THE DEVIL
THERE AIN´T NO WAY HE´LL LET YOU BE BUT WHEN I´M NOT CHASING DEMONS THERE´S DEMONS CHASING ME THE SKELETONS IN CLOSETS, GHOSTS UNDERNEATH THE BED THEY HIDE OUT IN PICTURES AND IN WORDS BETTER LEFT UNSAID THEY HANG AROUND LIKE PERFUME AND HAUNT ME LIKE AN ANCIENT MELODY WHEN I´M NOT CHASING DEMONS THERE´S DEMONS CHASING ME THERE´S THINGS THAT I CAN´T LEAVE ALONE CAUSE THEY WON´T LEAVE ME ALONE AND WHAT I WANT AIN´T WHAT I NEED STILL I REACH FOR THE THINGS I CRAVE BETTER TRY TO RUN AWAY MAYBE I´M AFRAID OF BEING FREE CAUSE WHEN I´M NOT CHASING DEMONS
THERE´S DEMONS CHASING ME SO ROLL ONE UP AND LIGHT IT AND PICK UP MY OLD GUITAR I´M PLAYING THE CROSSROADS AND DRINKIN´ WHISKEY FROM A MASON JAR THERE´S A HEARTACHE AT MY FRONT DOOR SAYS SHE NEEDS MY COMPANY WHEN I´M NOT CHASING DEMONS THERE´S DEMONS CHASING ME THERE´S THINGS THAT I CAN´T LEAVE ALONE CAUSE THEY