popcorn ceilings

I see Angels their faces droop down Out of popcorn ceilings at night I see demons They are always there There in the corner of my peripheral vision And I'm better off now that Your far behind And I'm better off now that your far behind me And Jesus never rose again And Jesus never rose again Now that Jesus never rose again And I'm better off Now that your far behind me And I'm better off Now that your far behind me And over and over and over again And over and over