Sylvia Haynes - Demon. Lyrics

Who you callin pretty?
You aint seen my insides
Theres a hell of a creature in there

Who you callin well-fed?
You aint seen my ink-blots
There's a hell of a mother in there

And I said
"Boy, I aint blessed, I'm a demon
Boy, I aint the son of the lord"

I was sitting on the stoop of my house yesterday
Lighting my cigarettes with all the bills I hadn't payed
I had delayed all my duties, and that aint unique, but
I forgot what I was smoking I didn't recognize the stink

And I said
"Stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop"

I gotta tear our my tongue
I gotta break all my bones
I gotta challenge my mortality
I gotta straighten my spine
I gotta buy more time
I gotta tamper with reality

And I said
"Boy, I aint blessed, I'm a demon
Boy, I aint the son of the lord"

"Stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop"