All you demons, all you devils
All you demons, all you devils
Drop your weapons
War is over

Changed our numbers, laced the locks up
Switched to dresses, upped our armor
Flipped our tactics, tricked your antics
Oiled your rusty, creaking death door
Lines were drawn against appalling
Forces featured unsettled scores

I'll never be so comfortable
I'll never be so comfortable
You'll catch me on the floor
With both eyes closed with an open door

I'll nеver be so comfortable
I'll nеver be so comfortable
You'll catch me on the floor
With both eyes closed with an open door

All you demons, all you devils
All you demons, all you devils
Drop your weapons, war is over
This war is over
It's the death of silence
Ties that bind us
Future gravesites
Past-tense invites
Fucked up mishaps
Drunken two-steps
The time we first met
Full-blown regret

Life is science
That will blind us
Picture perfect
You will find it
Laid out lonely
Like a canvas
Pushed and pulled by the hands of the tragic
By the hands of the tragic

I'll never be so comfortable
I'll never be so comfortable
I'll never be, I'll never be
I'll never be so comfortable