Album Cover Ballad for Janoski

Ballad for Janoski

The Dead South

7

Sittin′ in your living room

While the sun is shining through

You see reflections, and the shadows they castWhen the demon grabs you boy, you better run to mass

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

So we sing, until the demons gone

And we will play his games until we play them all

So we dance, the night away

He will turn his head in shame

As he walks away, hey, hey, hey

You fly so high, you can almost touch the sky

You breath so deep no one else can get no sleep

You float away all the problems we had today

But inside of you theirs

A demon breaking through

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

So we sing, until the demons gone

And we will play his games until, we play them all

So we dance, the night away

He will turn his head in shame as he walks away

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