Demons On A Leash

[Verse 1]
Steel boots by the front door
Suit and tie on the chair
I scrape my rage off the ceiling
So it never hits the air
I got a smile for the morning
Coffee stains on my sins
Kiss your head in the hallway
Hide the war beneath my skin
[Chorus]
I’m dragging these demons on a leash for you
They’re screaming in my head but I see you through
You
My anchor when the waves get rough
You
My reason when the nights get tough
I’m hell on myself
But I swear it’s true
I’d burn down the dark just to light your room
[Verse 2]
Little hands on my knuckles
Drawing stars on the scars
You don’t know what you’re healing
When you laugh in my arms
Your mama sleeps on my shoulder
She still bets on this mess
I’m all fire and bad habits
She’s the calm in my chest
[Chorus]
I’m dragging these demons on a leash for you
They’re screaming in my head but I see you through
You
My anchor when the waves get rough
You
My reason when the nights get tough
I’m hell on myself
But I swear it’s true
I’d bleed out the black just to color your room
[Bridge]
Some nights I feel that bottle calling (yeah)
Some days I feel that old friend rage
But you’re standing in the doorway
And it pulls me from the edge
You’re my storm-bruised halo
My castle made of skin
I lose every fight inside me
Then I come home and I win (come home and I win)
[Chorus]
I’m dragging these demons on a leash for you
They’re screaming in my head but I see you through
You
My anchor when the waves get rough
You
My reason when the nights get tough
I’m hell on myself
But I swear it’s true
You’re my rock in the flood
My unshaken truth
I’ll carry these chains till they fall in two
’Cause I’d walk through that hell just to stay with you

rock, Grinding hard rock meets post‑grunge grit, sleaze rock swagger in the guitars. Mid‑tempo groove that stomps in the verses, then explodes into an anthemic, shout‑along chorus. Thick distorted rhythm guitars, one filthy lead line weaving between vocal phrases. Male vocals: rough, melodic, pushed on the hook, with gang‑style backing chants on key chorus lines. Big live-room drums, bass glued to the kick; bridge drops to half‑time before a final, triumphant chorus lift., post-grunge, hard rock, sleaze rock