Tom MacDonald - Angels & Demons lyrics

There’s a devil in my ear
Always telling me the things I wanna hear
I can’t see him but his
Words are crystal clear
He knows everything I fear
He’s seen every single tear
He knows my thoughts are suicidal
And I miss the taste of beer he like
Do that shot, smoke that blunt
Take that pill, fight that punk
Tom, what’s up? I know you put
A lotta work into sobriety
Why? Everyone dies
You might as well be drunk or be high
I gotta angel in my other ear
He’s been with me since the
Devil on my shouldеr
Started talking in my younger years
Hе don’t let me kill myself
He knows I love it here
He give me strength when a
Reason to get drunk appears
Thomas, can you hear it?
You been driving through the dark and
I’ve been watching while you’re steering
I remind you who you are when you’re
Lost in the rear view mirror
I been living in your heart
And whispering to your spirit
I know I’m trying it’s difficult to believe
Tom, he’s lying he’s no
‘guardian angel’, Tom, he’s the beast
Tom, I wouldn’t ever want you
To be tricked or deceived
Well all I know is neither one of
You will give me room to breathe
I’m confused, are you real?
I forget to take my pills tom, you’re fine
No, I’m not! Tom, kill kill kill kill!
Both of you shut up, I think I finally see
I recognize your voices you’re me

Hey now i sound a little older
But I’m the little boy with
The devil on his shoulder
I’ve been losing faith
But there’s angels in my corner
I’m ready for war hey now
I grew up with soldiers
I turned into a man with
A devil on his shoulder
When I’m losing faith all the
Angels in my corner are ready for war

There’s a devil on my shoulder
He struggles for control, he’s taking over
He always makes excuses for the
Nights that I’m not sober
Like you deserve a drink, Tom
How long has it been, Tom?
Don’t you feel guilty?
‘Cause it isn’t you, it’s them, Tom
You’ve been working hard, and you
Deserve a million likes, dawg
Life made you a slimeball
Punching holes in drywall
You don’t make mistakes
Everything you do is right on
They don’t understand what it’s like
To never write wrongs
There’s an angel sitting on the other side
Who accepts that I’m not perfect
And respects that I still try
And knows that I regret a
Lotta moments in my life
And don’t let me forget it
He let’s me grow toward the light
Thomas, you can’t blame the world
For your own volitility
You need to be a man
So you can take responsibility
You cover all your pain with anger
Sadness with hostility
You take it out on anyone
Who’s caught in your proximity
Hold on, Thomas, Oh my God, it’s so obnoxious
You are not to blame for all your problems
Everyone has dozens of skeletons
In they closets
That’s why we swallow bottles of
Pills from the doctor
Tom, don’t let him make
Excuses for your flaws
There’s the right thing to do
And what he’s telling you is wrong
There is good and there is evil
You choose what you’ll be
But the voices in my head both sound like me!

Hey now i sound a little older
But I’m the little boy with
The devil on his shoulder
I’ve been losing faith
But there’s angels in my corner
I’m ready for war hey now
I grew up with soldiers
I turned into a man with
A devil on his shoulder
When I’m losing faith all the
Angels in my corner are ready for war

There’s a devil on my shoulder
He struggles for control, he’s taking over
He always makes excuses for the
Nights that I’m not sober
Like you deserve a drink, Tom
How long has it been, Tom?
Don’t you feel guilty?
‘Cause it isn’t you, it’s them, Tom
You’ve been working hard, and you
Deserve a million likes, dawg
Life made you a slimeball
Punching holes in drywall
You don’t make mistakes
Everything you do is right on
They don’t understand what it’s like
To never write wrongs
There’s an angel sitting on the other side
Who accepts that I’m not perfect
And respects that I still try
And knows that I regret a
Lotta moments in my life
And don’t let me forget it
He let’s me grow toward the light
Thomas, you can’t blame the world
For your own volitility
You need to be a man
So you can take responsibility
You cover all your pain with anger
Sadness with hostility
You take it out on anyone
Who’s caught in your proximity
Hold on, Thomas, Oh my God, it’s so obnoxious
You are not to blame for all your problems
Everyone has dozens of skeletons
In they closets
That’s why we swallow bottles of
Pills from the doctor
Tom, don’t let him make
Excuses for your flaws
There’s the right thing to do
And what he’s telling you is wrong
There is good and there is evil
You choose what you’ll be
But the voices in my head both sound like me!

Hey now i sound a little older
But I’m the little boy with
The devil on his shoulder
I’ve been losing faith
But there’s angels in my corner
I’m ready for war hey now
I grew up with soldiers
I turned into a man with
A devil on his shoulder
When I’m losing faith all the
Angels in my corner are ready for war

I wanna go to Heaven but I’m
Scared I’ll go to Hell
I’ve been praying for forgiveness
But I don’t forgive myself
Bought a bible and it’s been collecting
Dust up on my shelf
I wonder if I sin too many
Times to ask for help
I feel like Jesus is in my heart
But the devil’s keeping me crippled
I see the light and the dark
But I’m stuck somewhere in the middle
And I still believe in God but
It’s not easy or simple
When a man wrote the bible with
His mind and a pencil
I been sleeping on the church steps
I wanna go inside, it ain’t my turn yet
The devil’s on my shoulder and he
Left me with a burnt neck
Angel’s in my ears warning me
That it gets worse yet
I’m staring down my demons ’til my
Pupils start to turn red
I feel like I have faith
But it's never been perfect
I feel like God loves me
And I barely deserve it
I feel like I doubted him
And my prayers became worthless
Now I pray he understands I’m a person

Hey now i sound a little older
But I’m the little boy with
The devil on his shoulder
I’ve been losing faith
But there’s angels in my corner
I’m ready for war hey now
I grew up with soldiers
I turned into a man with
A devil on his shoulder
When I’m losing faith all the
Angels in my corner are ready for war