Wherethedemonshide by Reg Valley Lyrics

(Verse)
(Yeah, ay)
The demons hide in the dark
Behind the guise of about a pint of CÎROC
I like it a lot
But psych you'd have thought
I’m fond of strewn about crosses
Thoughts crossing my mind
As crossed as Cerberus Dachshunds
Walks in
The certified opposite profit
Sin
The king of the kingdom, the dark prince
He giving me options
"Don't wind up dead in hospice
Just take a sip of this hopps
Hop to the tip of this house
And fucking pretend you're a cloud bitch"
He had a sour grin
He broke open the Everclear
It’s clearer now, I'm him
Amalgamation Satan greed, and lust, and wrath and shit
He seemed depressed as I and so he gestured me a drink
I took a sip
The demons hide in the dark
Behind the guise of about a pint of CÎROC
I like it a lot
But psych you'd have thought
(Outro)
Man, fuck you nigga
Fuck you nigga