Lyrics Surfer Blood

Surfer Blood

Demon Dance

A word has weight

When it rings true.

There's nothing I

Can hold you to

The hounds of hell

Need love and care,

The hounds need

Organs and limbs to tear

You and me are apples in trees;

Don't fall far from me.

Like a Pentecostal choir on Sunday

I can suck the venom out of your bones

Come on, Raven let me connect to the server,

I could be the one who cuts down the overgrowth

A word has weight

When it rings true,

And never when

It comes to you

Some secrets you

Should never tell

They'll feed you to

The hounds of hell

Like a Pentecostal choir on Sunday

I can suck the venom out of your bones

Come on, Raven let me collect on my winnings,

I could be the one who puts you back on the throne

Apologies, meet apologies

We could demon dance all night

Teeth as white as snow

In the vertigo,

Caked in phosphorescent light

And the apples are as sweet

In the nosebleed seats.

Come on, Raven let me collect on my winnings,

I could be the one who puts you back