Shiloh sold his soul this afternoon
For a bicycle and a big red balloon
His pops will stumble through the front door soon
Shiloh sold his soul this afternoon
Shiloh's mother doesn't care for god
Once hopeful prayers choked by gentle sobs
Limp across the freshly cut front lawn
Shiloh's mother doesn't care for god
'Cause they were blessed by
Drunken angels with no discretion
At 2AM on a Sunday morning
Honestly she hardly notices now
Shiloh's older brother's getting high
While their little sister tells a lie
To all their friends she says their getting by
Shiloh's older brother's getting high
Shiloh knows the things will be okay
He was promised a red-letter day
And all he has to do is smile and wait
Shiloh knows the things will be okay
'Cause he sold his soul to a fallen angel down
At the playground
One afternoon under fleeting daylight
Honestly, he hardly notices now
Shiloh's brother OD'd on the front porch but
That's alright 'cause
The cops came and they saw his father
Eyes coiled in red circles
Sends his mother hurtling
Down the staircase to the judgement of
Someone who he's not sure if
He's entirely unfamiliar with
'Cause they were blessed by
Drunken angels
With no discretion
At 2AM on a Sunday morning
Honestly, he hardly notices now
'Cause he sold his soul to a
Fallen angel down
At the playground one afternoon
Under fleeting daylight
Honestly
He's forgotten about it now
He's forgotten about it now
He's forgotten about it now