angels & demuns lyrics – colt ford

i remember sunday morning gettin’ up when i was a kid,
heading down towards that steeple, that’s what folks back then did.
we’d sing all five of them verse from amazing grace, then daddy would drop
hard earned money in the offering plate.
after sunday school it was davis brothers chicken, tea was sweet then
mol*sses, ain’t it funny how time p*sses.
never knew back then how my life would be now, how far i wonder off that
narrow road i went down.

‘chorus’
don’t know where i’m going or where it’s all gone, sometimes i feel like i
sold my soul for a song.
i’m surrounded by all these six string dreams, standing in the spot light
and can’t see a thing.
i’m sick and d*mned tired of this hustle and scamming. man, i’d give it all
up to get back to even.
i’m looking for something i can still believe in, i’m dreaming of angels
but living with demuns.

i’m thinking about my life and what it use to be, now that i see behind the
curtain, nothings new to me.
i know some fallin’ angels try to take me down, and i got a few time
buddies, whiskey bent and h*ll bound.
another sleepless night with a rock guitar, it’s screaming in my veins
about to drive me insane.
but i woke sunday morning with the church bells ringing,
but somewhere in my heart there’s still a choir singing

‘chorus’
don’t know where i’m going or where it’s all gone, sometimes i feel like i
sold my soul for a song.
i’m surrounded by all these six string dreams, standing in the spot light
and can’t see a thing.
i’m sick and d*mned tired of this hustle and scamming. man, i’d give it all
up to get back to even.
i’m looking for something i can still believe in, i’m dreaming of angels
but living with demuns.

hey how you doin’?
i know it’s been awhile.
i’ve been running crazy and that ain’t really no excuse, but this whole
world is running crazy.
people killing each other, fightin’ wars.
we forgot about ya, in a lot of places
and the truth is, we still really need you, i really need ya.
so i promise i won’t stay away so long next time.
i’ll be back sooner than later.
thanks for always carrying me when i was to weak to walk.
well, i gotta get outta here but i’ll talk to you soon.
thanks god.

/ colt ford lyrics