Lyrics of 'You, Me And The Devil Make Three' by RXPTRS

I'm mindful that I'm thoughtless
But I'm still kind regardless
There's a bullseye painted on my back
Had an existential heart attack
Insightful and reckless

Hell is creeping on my heels tonight
I won't fool my self cause it's never gonna be alright
Drink one down for sorrow
As I wallow, pills I swallow taste like pride

I'm killing time on the pulpit, swatting flies 'cause I smell bullshit
There's a landmine planted in my chest
And my peace-sign fingers said it best
Wrapped around the trigger as I pull it

Calm as a car bomb, tick ticking away
Cursed, blessed and forlorn
Calm as a car bomb
With style grace and aplomb
As the blood hits the ground
Cut the nose off the hounds

Hell is creeping on my heels tonight
I won't fool my self cause it's never gonna be alright
Drink one down for sorrow
As I wallow, pills I swallow taste like pride

High friends in good places, here in the flames
Harlot and the beast know your name
Endeavour to not be the same
Been down but I'm back like a broke vertebrae
Cracked bones on the road that we pave
Lust for a life not the grave

Hell is creeping on my heels tonight
Not afraid of death and I sure ain't scared of life
Drowned all my sorrows in the shallows
Life's a gallow, hang them high

Hell is creeping on my heels tonight
I won't fool my self cause it's never gonna be alright
Drinking one down for sorrow
As I wallow, pills I swallow taste like pride