The Dear Hunter - Old Demons Lyrics

Apathy was a game I never played,
Cause agony is a feeling I've been steeped in slow.
Swapping all my smiles for a scowl,
And sheltering my shortcomings from every prying eye.

But I'm letting the old demons out,
Bringing down the walls around
All the denial and the doubt.

I won't be satisfied till the saccharine faces fade.
Making a mockery of mythologies and tried tradition.
For I was blind, now I can see.
Every obstacle, through soliloquy
Clears its path in front of me.

But I'm letting the old demons out,
Bringing down the walls around
All the denial and the doubt.

And if I suddenly sink into a cowardly drink
To drown out the swarm of the hive-minded bees.
Strike the spirits from my rigid lips and
Pull me out of the tide I'm tumbling in.

But I'm letting the old demons out,
Bringing down the walls around
All the denial and the doubt.
Every painful plain aloud.
Kicking the old demons out.
Bringing down the walls around
All the denial and the doubt.