Monsters (feat. Killstation)
All these monsters are real
All these monsters are real, it wasn't in my head
All these monsters are real
They're underneath my bed, yeah
All these monsters are real
All these monsters are real, it wasn't in my head
All these monsters are real
They're underneath my bed, yeah
Cemetery walls in Glassell Park
Some people die before it gets dark
Down on Drew Street, they'll test your heart
You better test back or they'll rip you apart
How do you escape a voice in the next room?
Show me a home, I'll show you a tomb
A dead memory to a dead melody
Is that what you're selling me? Your picket fence dream?
No innocence lost, no innocence gone
No one's innocent, it was you all along
Nothing washes it away, no such thing as better days
Not a single story, I'd tell a single soul
A long goodbye, I guess that's how it goes
The monsters are real, and everybody knows
That under the bed, the monsters will show
All these monsters are real
All these monsters are real, it wasn't in my head
All these monsters are real
They're underneath my bed, yeah
I remember waking up and having rats in the kitchen
No screens on the windows, this shit ain't no fiction
There were too many mouths and too many children
But the world don't give a fuck about us and our feelings
Looking up, are you listening? 'Cause I'm on my knees
Even though I'm not a Christian, listen, I might be
One in a million 'cause I made it outta that kitchen
Now my friends are rats and they're snitching
I never wanted to be a millionaire
I just wanna make music
I said, "Lord, are you even there?"
Maybe you'll show up if I wreck this Buick
I had to prove it, growing up, I grabbed a fifth
I never had shit, so how could I lose it?
Monsters are real, everybody knows
Under the bed, the monsters will show
I'm running from the monster now
I can't escape, it holds me down
I have become the monster now
I hate my face, I love the sound
Of running from the monster now
You can't escape, I hold you down
You have become the monster now
I need to leave this goddamn town
All these monsters are real, it wasn't in my head
All these monsters are real
They're underneath my bed, yeah
All these monsters are real
All these monsters are real, it wasn't in my head
All these monsters are real
They're underneath my bed, yeah
Cemetery walls in Glassell Park
Some people die before it gets dark
Down on Drew Street, they'll test your heart
You better test back or they'll rip you apart
How do you escape a voice in the next room?
Show me a home, I'll show you a tomb
A dead memory to a dead melody
Is that what you're selling me? Your picket fence dream?
No innocence lost, no innocence gone
No one's innocent, it was you all along
Nothing washes it away, no such thing as better days
Not a single story, I'd tell a single soul
A long goodbye, I guess that's how it goes
The monsters are real, and everybody knows
That under the bed, the monsters will show
All these monsters are real
All these monsters are real, it wasn't in my head
All these monsters are real
They're underneath my bed, yeah
I remember waking up and having rats in the kitchen
No screens on the windows, this shit ain't no fiction
There were too many mouths and too many children
But the world don't give a fuck about us and our feelings
Looking up, are you listening? 'Cause I'm on my knees
Even though I'm not a Christian, listen, I might be
One in a million 'cause I made it outta that kitchen
Now my friends are rats and they're snitching
I never wanted to be a millionaire
I just wanna make music
I said, "Lord, are you even there?"
Maybe you'll show up if I wreck this Buick
I had to prove it, growing up, I grabbed a fifth
I never had shit, so how could I lose it?
Monsters are real, everybody knows
Under the bed, the monsters will show
I'm running from the monster now
I can't escape, it holds me down
I have become the monster now
I hate my face, I love the sound
Of running from the monster now
You can't escape, I hold you down
You have become the monster now
I need to leave this goddamn town
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Murillo, Jordon Kristopher Terrell, George Arthur Ragan, Jorel Decker, Dylan Peter Alvarez, Matthew Good
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