Noonday Demon
TRACY BONHAM
It's a fire in your soul
That you can not control
And it burns to the bone
To the bone to the bone
Things you can not condone
Once a spark now it's grown
To a demon in the sun
Shaking hands with everyone
And it burns how it burns
Noonday demon, noonday demon
I can see the hand you're dealing
And to some it's quite appealing
Oxycontin, cheap chablis
It's all the same to me
Once you're on then you're gone
It's your heart and your soul
That you grip and you hold
Til it's black and it's smoldering
And the demon takes control
Fills the void in your soul
A new fire has to roll
Noonday demon, noonday demon
On my neck your fire-breathing
And to some it's quite appealing
It's quite appealing