It Comes Around Lyrics - Cole Jude

Poetry and angels 

Flowers and perfume 

You fill your house with pretty things 

Pretty things hide the bitter truth 

Well there's a fire on the mountain 

Burning out of control 

And you're standing at the top now 

With nowhere left to go 

So lock your doors up tight 

And say a prayer tonight 

You know it's hard to keep the demons down 

When it comes around 

In the darkness of your room 

While you're drinking to your past 

And living your cartoon 

Deep down in the gutter they're calling your name 

One day it comes around 

You were such a pretty woman 

Those were the days 

One thing's for sure in this town, baby 

Being pretty pays 

All the fame and riches 

Gonna turn out to be fool's gold 

When you look to find shelter in the ones you bought and sold 

So sad, so alone 

It cuts right to the bone 

When you find out how it feels to hit the ground 

When it comes around 

In the darkness of your room 

While you're drinking to your past 

And living your cartoon 

Deep down in the gutter they're calling your name 

One day it comes around 

Turn it off man, I've seen too much 

You better look over your shoulder honey 

You're losing your touch 

Deep down in the gutter or up on the stage 

One day it comes around 

It comes around and around and around 

[ Solo ] 

So lock your doors up tight 

Say a little prayer tonight 

You know it's hard to keep the demons down 

When it comes around 

In the darkness of your room 

While you're drinking to your past 

And living your cartoon 

Deep down in the gutter they're calling your name 

One day it comes around 

Turn it off man, I've seen too much 

You better look over your shoulder honey 

You're losing your touch 

Deep down in the gutter or up on the stage 

One day it comes around