In demon days, it's cold inside
You don't get nobody, people sigh
It's so bad, lasting far, but love yourself
Hiding in a hole in there
All the glasses are too big
Bring it back, got to hold it back
To let you do that yet you don't want me back Before it fall down, falling down falling down
Falling out to go far from the sun
In these demon days we're so cold inside
It's so hard for a good soul to survive You can't even trust the air you breathe
Cause Mother Earth wants us all to leave
When lies become reality you load yourself with drugs and TV Pick yourself up it's a brand new day
So turn yourself round
Don't burn yourself, turn yourself
Turn yourself around to the sun
To the sun, to the sun...
To the sun, to the sun...