Monsters
Fall to the ground
I'm lost in the crowd
Watches as it all crashes down
Doesn't even bother me now
License to kill
And a quote in a film
Feeling so over the hill
Popin' on the Klonopin pill
These voices only me alone
anymore
These voices never let me go
Monsters
Underneath my bed
And signing in my head
Monsters
Scratching at my eyes
And rotting my insides
What do you do when you realise the monster... Is you
Taking a break
From this world for the fake
Punching stranger in the face
Thrust me, it's for the wrong sake
Lost in between
And I burnt all my dreams
Caught with my head in the trees
Twisting another violin scheme
No one said my hooked on was wrong
No one said I'd walk alone
Monsters
Underneath my bed
And signing in my head
Monsters
Scratching at my eyes
And rotting my insides
What do you do when you realise the monster... Is you
The monster is you
Rotting in the snow
It's the perfect time to go in slow motion
In slow motion...
Take a look around
There are bodies on the ground
And a red ocean
A red ocean...
Monsters
Underneath my bed
And signing in my head
Monsters
Scratching at my eyes
And rotting my insides
What do you do when you realise the monster... Is you...
I'm lost in the crowd
Watches as it all crashes down
Doesn't even bother me now
License to kill
And a quote in a film
Feeling so over the hill
Popin' on the Klonopin pill
These voices only me alone
anymore
These voices never let me go
Monsters
Underneath my bed
And signing in my head
Monsters
Scratching at my eyes
And rotting my insides
What do you do when you realise the monster... Is you
Taking a break
From this world for the fake
Punching stranger in the face
Thrust me, it's for the wrong sake
Lost in between
And I burnt all my dreams
Caught with my head in the trees
Twisting another violin scheme
No one said my hooked on was wrong
No one said I'd walk alone
Monsters
Underneath my bed
And signing in my head
Monsters
Scratching at my eyes
And rotting my insides
What do you do when you realise the monster... Is you
The monster is you
Rotting in the snow
It's the perfect time to go in slow motion
In slow motion...
Take a look around
There are bodies on the ground
And a red ocean
A red ocean...
Monsters
Underneath my bed
And signing in my head
Monsters
Scratching at my eyes
And rotting my insides
What do you do when you realise the monster... Is you...
Credits
Writer(s): Smith, Charles Burchill, James Kerr, Derek Forbes, Michael Joseph Macneil, Brian Mcgee, Manchester, Adam Robert Taylor
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