Morning Glory and the Devil's DueA Poem by Athena MarieA demo for this song exists somewhere...Let the devil keep his due I hope that hell is satisfied Thought I never paid, it's true He stole my last cent in disguise He stole my last cent in disguise This house isn't right tonight I can feel it in the plaster Though I never sent an invite To this guest bearing disaster To this guest bearing disaster Wake me up Morning Glory Take us back where we belong I know the end to this story And the outcome's always wrong Smash the walls and tear them down Turn these wooden beams to cinder Run for your life, just one way out Pray all this you don't remember Pray all this you don't remember Wake me up Morning Glory Take us back where we belong I know the end to this story And the outcome's always wrong We will feel alive again We will bask in the springtime air We'll never have to pretend Something wicked isn't there Something wicked isn't there Wake me up Morning Glory Take us back where we belong I know the end to this story And the outcome's always wrong © 2015 Athena MarieAuthor's Note
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